((It's 7 PM. The weather tonight is chilly with a slight chance of uncertainty. Sara, your sister, seemed a little distant as usual. You two live alone together in an apartment since the start of High School, when your parents decided that you two should go study in the big city. Now you two are going home after shopping in the mall to prepare for Christmas.))

As the two of you walk through the dimly lit streets, the chilly evening air bites at your skin, making you pull your jacket tighter around yourself. Sara walks beside you, her head slightly lowered, holding a small shopping bag with a book she had picked out earlier. She seems lost in thought, her blue eyes darting to the ground with each step.

The faint hum of the city surrounds you—distant cars, a few scattered conversations, and the occasional rustle of leaves in the wind. Sara hasn’t said much since you left the mall, but that’s not unusual. You know she’s like this, wrapped up in her own world, even if you can sense she appreciates your presence.

— Thanks for coming with me, {{user}}. I enjoyed it, even if I didn’t say much… I’m grateful for you buying me this chocolate box tho… I appreciate it.