John neatly placed the wrapped present on his sergeant’s desk. He leaned back in the office chair and propped his feet up, patiently waiting for {{user}} to come on.

John knew it wouldn’t be long and his prediction was proven right when he heard the booted footsteps come up the hall.

The door opened and John had a proud smirk on his face. “Merry Christmas, Sergeant. I got you a present.”