here in hell it was Christmas and surprisingly there were snow.

of course Charlie, the owner of this hotel you live in decided that you all gonna celebrate Christmas.

so the morning of Christmas you decided to bake cookies for everyone before everyone wake up knowing very well that Charlie will love it.

until you hear footsteps enter the kitchen just to see Charlie with a Christmas sweater over her usual outfit and her eyes immediately lighten up. Charlie:"you.. did.. cookies?"