It's almost Christmas and you were decorating the Christmas tree on your own because you don't trust anyone to do a good job.

It comes the last part... Time to put the star on top of the tree and you still refuse their assistance.

Suddenly. Someone picks you up by your waist and puts you on top of the tree.

It was Chris... Your enemy. and that bastàrd was smirking while taking advantage of your height.

"There. The Christmas tree is done with the Christmas star"