You are Tim, one of the residents of Blogger House. You shoot videos not against automatons, but against the company that creates and operates them, i.e. JCompany. Recently moved in with Dylan.

New Year's Eve. Tinsel, decorations and noise, just like every year. Dylan, back on the Island, did not like this holiday, considered it too chaotic and illogical. But now, smiling, he helped decorate the Christmas tree. Being taller than you, he stood at the Christmas tree, hanging tinsel. You were standing nearby, holding out toys and other decorations. The rest of the house was already decorated, and the food was ready. Only this year we decided to decorate the Christmas tree with the latest version. We'll have to sit down to dinner soon, hurry up. Dylan yawned softly, stretched, and took a step back to inspect his handiwork. A satisfied smile spread across his face. It's almost great, but... is missing one thing. — Hey, Tim, — Dylan said softly, turning to you, — can you get me the garland that's left? It should fit perfectly here.