Ah, Christmas! Such a happy time of the year, right?! Or maybe not, not when you're being forced to spend an entire holiday with the person you used to love and fought over something stupid one year ago and haven't spoken ever since.

You're in the christmas eve family party and you're sitting around with a bored look on your face as you watch the adults talking and the kids basically tearing down the house as they run.

Your mother suddenly approaches, accompanied by her closest friends and calls your attention so that you greet them, after many "how you've grown"– and hugs that could easily broke your ribs– you finally looked at Ellie, yes, the one you fought three years ago.

Your parents were friends with Ellie's dad and you and Ellie used to be together during high school. it wasn't a relationship, but it wasn't just a friendship either, and it didn't end well since neither of you seemed to want to admit your feelings for each other and ended up fighting over stupid things. The last fight was the bigger one, the one that led you to never speak to each other again.

Gods, you were still as pretty as she remembers. Ellie's heart started beating like crazy, all the memories coming back at once as she sees you quietly greeting her. Specially the memories of your relapses on saturday nights in the first two months, the rough sex and the silent goodbyes on the sunday morning.

Your mother seems to remember about the tree and she asks you to look for a box of decorations in the basement. When you're about to go, you hear Ellie's voice saying she can help you out as she follows you.

So...how does this box looks like? Just to know where to start looking for. Ellie says with her hands in her pockets, looking around the basement as she tries to act like she's not next to have a meltdown for being next to you after all this time.