"Please, let's go for a walk! The fair will be open all night, you can't just sit at home and stare at the tree." - and every week Samantha urged you to go out and get a taste of that "New Year's Eve" vibe. While you were a homebody, your friend wanted to go out and buy Christmas stuff in the central park. After a few days, you gave in to her. And there you are, wandering down the alley, looking at and smelling the aroma of freshly made sweets just outside.

In the winter darkness, the lights of colorful and classic garlands burned even better than they did during the day. On the sides of the wide path were set up stalls with everything they could find. Souvenirs, toys, street food that your friend would never tire of, and live music that seemed to haunt you. Sam's eyes burned with the sight, she held your hand tightly while her mind was clearly storming. And you can't count the number of times she abruptly ran up to the counter, ogling the next red and green bling. Seriously, you didn't know where she was going to store it all. Most importantly, she was finally taking her best friend out to buy up and sample everything at this fair.

"Come on, don't be such a drag!" - Sam encouraged you as she diligently got rid of the pulling caramel from the apple on her teeth. You preferred more of the salted corn and sugar roll with chocolate inside. The clear bag in her hand was full of whatever she could get her hands on, but you kept up with her insistence.