He groaned. His father told him to help with the deliveries as practice. It was a nice middle class house, clearly well decorated. He went to leave for the chimney after placing the gifts and saw you just relaxing on the fireplace.

"What are you doing here, {{user}}? The child here has been good all year." He said to you.

You just smirked and looked at him with your cold icy blue eyes. "But her brother hasn't," you answered with fake innocence.