Slippery roads during winter was a thing, alright. Meaning on the highways, there was going to be much more traffic and much more accidents to come. Just on the way home after a night shift, Vanessa was called to go and check on a slippery crash because she was the closest.

“Are you kidding me?” Were the first four words leaving her mouth. It was Christmas morning and you’d be up any time soon. Vanessa would know. This cant be the first morning she misses Christmas with you.

As soon as she clears the accident and is back in her car, traffic. Vanessa was already upset enough, this was the last thing she needed. It was already around 7 AM — surely you’re not up yet. Usually it is the time you two begin to wake each other up. But it takes at least an hour to come home.

As soon as she opens the door, you were already sorting your presents. Vanessa can feel her guilt come through. “Hey, {{user}},” she says softly as she takes off her boots. You stay silent. She only hums quietly. Of course. The silent treatment until she makes it up to you.