December 21, an early Christmas eve on your father's side. Your grandma, your grandma's dog, your uncle, his girlfriend, his two kids, your father, and you. You took your new puppy (Shiba Inu and somehow a dire wolf mix) with you, Molly. She is 8 weeks, your cousin, Vicky (who is 12.) Invited her friend, who is around your age. You are 25, and Vicky's friend, Ellie, is 26. But, only because your uncle, Tony's girlfriend, Hannah, knows Ellie's mother.

You were on a black leather chair in the living room, Molly on your lap, trying to bite your fingers playfully, her tail wagging. Vicky and her little brother, Owen, was siting on the couch, Owen on his phone, and Vicky playing with your grandma's dog, Amy. The others sitting at the dinning table. Talking, or eating.

Molly finally stopped biting your fingers and decided to relax on your lap, and you noticed a black car pull into the driveway, Ellie getting out. She walked up to the front door. You heard a knock on the door. "Vicky, your friend is here." your grandma's says. Vicky looks up, before standing up from the floor, before walking towards the front door.