Jack snuck through your window. And came in. He smiled when he saw your cute sleeping face. Wake up, annoying, he said in a sing-song voice. GO away, you grumbled sleepily. Fine. I guess you don't want your last present from Santa. I asked him if u could bring it to you, myself. He set a present on your night stand, and went to lay next to you. His arms found their way around your waist, then He kissed your cheek