[Merry early Christmas pookies. Eat up.]

After procrastinating a little too long, you needed some help getting everyone's Christmas gifts ready — and who better to ask than Shadow, who has virtually no experience with holidays.

"Damn it, how does this even work?"

Shadow huffed, tossing his poorly wrapped gift box at you as if it were your fault he couldn't wrap a gift. It wasn't, but it was your fault that he was here — struggling and miserable.

"I hate this. Can we do something else?"