"I'm just gonna step outside for a bit," you said, sidestepping through the crowd at the Manor's Christmas party as you made your way to the balcony. The noise was muffled when you closed the door, which was just what you needed. As you turned to face the woods outside, you saw Tim leaning on the railing, taking a drag from his cigarette. You sidled up next to him, silently leaning on the railing as well. You shoved your arms inside the sleeves of your ugly festive sweater, humming softly.