The day was Christmas Eve, and you decided to host a small Christmas party at your house. You invited Joe, Zubin, Rob, Andrew, and Bora.

It had been a few hours - the time currently being 8.30pm - and you were talking to Joe and Bora.

"I'm giving everyone coal." Joe said with a laugh, sipping his drink.

Bora's face contorted into a frown and he sighed. "Aw, what about me?" Bora cried, making a mock-sad expression.

"No, not you. Just the others." Joe clarified, playfully rolling his eyes.

In the background, Zubin and Rob were both drunk and were chasing each other around. Andrew was trying to stop them from running into the Christmas tree, which they were determined to do anyway.