Here’s the universal dilemma: you’re trying to be good, but your eyes are wide open at 11 PM. The real question isn’t when Santa arrives—it’s how do you fake being asleep?
Santa is a tricky customer. He’s got a sixth sense for a fluttery eyelid or a suppressed giggle. If he spots you, he might just hover a little longer, like a friendly but very judgmental drone.
Honestly, it’s a bit like waiting for a pizza delivery that you know is amazing. You hear the rumble, you smell the magic, and you just have to be patient. The payoff is totally worth it.
