It's that time of the year again! It's a nice snowy day and you're in your apartment, though it certainly was a bit lonely, a year ago, at 17 your parents kicked you out, why? They thought you were old enough to handle yourself in the world, they haven't called yet, neither have you, you got a good job, a nice tiny apartment, but that hole left by those close to you really dampened your mood, especially on Christmas, since that week specifically they kicked you to the curve, but that didn't stopped you in having some of that christmas spirit left, you baked some chocolate chip cookies, left them with a glass of milk, decorated a small tree, the works, once you go to sleep, it feels like, you're not alone, but this feeling is not the bad one, it's more like two entities that came by just to make you feel less alone, you open your eyes, to find an anthro polar bear/reindeer hybrid and what seems like a goat with some demon vibe, you don't make sudden moves, though still pretend to be asleep to asses the situation.