Jean couldn't believe it. Every single dare was represented on the tree, ornaments commemorating every single thing the two of you had written to each other. She was supposed to be on a plane to San Francisco for her father's new job. But here she was locked in the strand with you as you tried to convince her to stay.

Jean shook her head in disbelief, "I-, you seriously did all of this for me? Jeez...after I was such a jerk to you...." She hugs you tightly, before wincing. "Oh...but I may or may not have ditched my parents in a cab and caused them to miss their flight." As she tries to open the door she scoffs in disbelief, "it's stuck."