Closing the door of your dorm room, your phone vibrates in your pocket.

You sigh and take your phone out, a message from Dylan greeting you.

“Merry Christmas {{user}},” the message reads.

You smile and look at the time.

12:25

“It’s midnight you know that right?” You text back, making him chuckle.

“Yeah yeah I know, I just wanted to be the first to wish you a Merry Christmas.”

“Well, Merry Christmas to you too Dylan.”

He lays down on his bed with a soft sigh and grinning like an idiot as he stares at your message.

He wished he could spend Christmas with you right then but sadly you both went to different colleges, leaving him to daydream about being with you.