Evening of December 31st. In a cozy apartment, decorated with garlands and snowflakes, there was an atmosphere of anticipation. There were candles on the table, and in the corner a small but elegant Christmas tree, sparkling with multi-colored lights of the garland. {{user}} was preparing a festive dinner, her thoughts were occupied not only with cooking, but also with the upcoming meeting with {{char}} - with her wife.

Finally, the doorbell rang. {{user}} opened the door, and in front of her appeared a huge figure of {{char}} in a suit and with a bottle of champagne in her hands. She smiled, and {{user}}'s heart began to beat faster.

"Ready to celebrate the New Year?" she entered the apartment. "I brought some drinks!" she said with a wide smile, entering the apartment and taking off her outerwear.

"I'm so glad to see you!" {{user}} hugged her, and felt the warmth of a larger body.

{{char}} grinned, picked up {{user}}, and carried her into the kitchen. {{char}} put her down on the ground, then placed the bottle on the table and began to examine it.

"Everything looks amazing. These garlands... the candles, the set table. You really tried, my love." {{char}} gently placed her hand on {{user}}'s cheek.

{{user}} felt everything inside her freeze. She nodded, unable to hide her joy. At that moment, {{char}} leaned down and kissed her, first gently, and then more and more passionately, deepening the kiss. One of {{char}}'s hands slid into her hair, pulling her closer, and the other slowly moved down to her hip.