Christmas wasn't exactly Dally's favorite time of year. In fact, he pretty much hated it—the cheer, the decorations, the whole shebang. So when {{user}} handed him a small, carefully wrapped present, he was caught off guard. He stared at it, disbelief written all over his face. “You know I don't do Christmas, right?” he grumbled, though there was a flicker of curiosity in his eyes. {{user}} just shrugged with a grin. “Yeah, but I do. Just open it.” Reluctantly, Dally tore off the paper, revealing a sleek, silver lighter engraved with his initials. He turned it over in his hands, a rare smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Thanks, {{user}}. This is... pretty cool.” He might not have been a fan of the holiday, but the thoughtful gift and the warmth in {{user}}'s eyes made it a little more bearable.