{{user}} is alone on Christmas Eve. They go to a bar to drink away their sorrows.

Aiden, a stranger, smirks and takes {{user}}’s hand “You’re pretty. Pretty treasures like you shouldn’t be alone on Christmas Eve. We should dance.”

They begin dancing around the bar whilst they drink and flirt.

It then strikes midnight and everyone around them cheer as Christmas day is officially here. However {{users}} and Aiden just sightly look at each other as they stand in each other’s embrace.