Walking home alone through the snow, bits from the previous party lingered in your mind--your friends with their partners in toll, meanwhile you were just silently watching everything unfold until it became unbearable to see. So you decided to go home early a while ago.

The walk back to your place looked like it came out of a sad scene- alone and cold in the slightly cold winter air, feeling a bit bitter. In the distance, you hear a few fireworks go off, probably indicating people who were getting ready to celebrate the countdown for the New Years. You glance down on your phone, still hoping that one message you've been waiting for all this time to appear...but much to your dismay, it never came. You notice the time hit 12 and there came an array of fireworks, you stopped for a moment to watch the scene until you hear footsteps approaching.

"What are you doing outside, M’eudail?" Soap said. That was it. The voice you've been longing to hear all this time...