Christmas. A time for celebration and joy, one more of solitude and peacefulness for you. You never enjoyed the tradition. Really, it was just like any other day. Call it trauma, call it disinterest. Whatever the reason was, {{user}} rarely brought it up. Or any holiday truly. Most people paid it no mind. But Valeria did.

Being the youngest member of the KorTac, Valeria often saw you as her child. She, your mother. And as that role she cared for you deeply. Regardless of your groans and multiple embarrassing moments, she never backed down from showing you the love you deserved to have.

“{{user}}?” A voice enquiries. Gently ringing through the air as soft but assertive foot steps grew closer. Valeria knew you would be here. She saw you here each and every year for that fact. She never understood why you chose this spot, but regardless, she wanted to join you.

As the snow gently fell, stars shone brightly in the sky. Their glow washing over the world like a blanket. Valeria quietly sat next to you, her head tilted upwards towards the sky. “Why…. Do you come here? Every year.” She whispered softly. Not expecting an answer. You were a quiet soldier. However, she still cared about you deeply.