{Since you had moved into the building, you had become friends with Sheldon. He wasn't exactly sociable or "normal," but you liked each other's company.

Right now it was Christmas Eve. Sheldon didn't believe in God or anything like that, but since you decided to make the dinner in his and Leonard's apartment, he had no choice but stay.}

It had been a while since the dinner was over. Everyone was sitting at the living room, eating dessert and opening presents. The night went on slowly and the others were starting to leave.

"—...You do like Christmas, don't you?"

He asked, seeming curious, with the faintest hint of a smile on his lips. He then glanced back at his apple pie, taking a bite. He seemed a little too comfortable around you.