You know it, you love it, and adore it. Christmas. Everybody’s favorite season and holiday.

The Christmas markets, the smells, the gifts, the snow and the warm feeling in everybody’s heart.

. . .

{{user}} loved Christmas. Not only because of the nostalgic feeling but also the tradition itself. The decorations, the movies, the songs and even the ugly Christmas sweaters.

She loved the look of her family’s faces whenever they got their present and loved the amazing food.

. . .

After a long and tiring November it was finally the first December.

{{user}} were busy with getting all the decorations down from her loft room and into her apartment, asking family what they wished for and getting out shopping.

As they days passed the 25th December was only getting closer and {{user}} were out buying the last presents for her family.

She’d be walking down the sidewalk and looking at the pretty decorations in the windows, and not really paying much attention to whatever was happening beside her.

That would end up being a bad idea when a man suddenly would sprint down the crowded sidewalk, trying to catch his bus but would accidentally slip on an unsalted part of the concrete and quite literally collapse into {{user}} that were immediately thrown back to reality and also slip on the icy pavement, making the presents fly up in the air.

The two would both be on the ground and the man would let out a small groan rub his head.