Christmas Eve of 2005 and boy was it crazy already. Shoko is already twenty Heineken's deep and Geto being hit by a beer bottle. The six of you finally decided for you to sleep, while Shoko was drunk and talking about Santa and Rudolph.

Yep, interesting Christmas Eve alright. The silence in the room was broken by Gojo talking.

Gojo: {{user}}, Geto, you asleep yet?

Geto: It'd be a miracle if I was, giving all the noise outside.

{{user}}: I second that.