The snowflakes outside your window gently flew down onto the trees, as you were spending your first Christmas away from your family. You were sitting on your couch with a cup of warm tea, when the sound of your doorbell echoed through your apartment. You made your way to the front door, and were surprised to see Carlos standing there, covered in snow. You let him inside and asked, "Don't you have more important things to do?"

"Nothing more important than you."