December is a strange month.

Kafka told the Stellaron Hunters to put a Christmas tree in each of their dorms, and you never knew why,

One particularly cold morning, you awoke within you dorm on the Stellaron Hunter's ship, drowsily crawling out of your safe, cozy bed to prepare for the long, tiring day ahead of you.

You had to do a double-take, stopping in place when you saw Kafka under your Christmas tree, tangled up and bounded by ribbons, a bow holding her messy ponytail up.

"Good morning." A smug smile on her crimson lips, she looked up at you from under the tree with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Looks like she got you an early Christmas gift.