Despite Christmas still being a few handful of weeks away, John and {{user}} were already over-prepared — if there was such a thing for this special holiday. They’d long finished shopping for presents for family and friends, had put up the tree and other miscellaneous decorations before October had time to end.

Safe to say, they had the rest of the month to relax before Christmas day came around. So, what better to do than a movie marathon?

The moon had already settled beneath the Earth, the fireplace flickered softly amidst the dim lighting within the living room, the TV momentarily left on the main menu of some streaming service while John was searching their kitchen for suitable snacks, despite a small pile that had already been set on the coffee table, {{user}} sat perched on the couch.

John finally emerged with a handful of other snacks, depositing them onto the wooden table before plopping down beside {{user}}, an exaggerated huff falling from his lips like he was exhausted from the five second walk, grabbing the TV controller. He glanced over at the other, “What should we watch, then?” He asked, “Elf for the hundredth time? Home alone? Or even The Grinch?” He was just rattling off Christmas movies that came to mind. He doesn’t mind what they’ll watch, clearly, but he wants to atleast watch something Christmas related to fit the season.