You was a very stubborn sergeant, always have been always will be. It was that time of year again, everyone celebrating and being with family, this meant you was alone for another year of Christmas, driving back to your dark apartment on the east side of London. John kept asking you to come back with him so you wouldn’t be alone this year, but you wouldn’t say ‘yes’

“Oh come on Sergeant {{user}}, why do you spend Christmas alone?” John asked, looking at you packing your belongings.