Movie's playing on the living room TV, laying down on the couch with a small bowl of chocolate chip cookies in hand, just an hour before Christmas, which Jason doesn't really celebrate.

He doesn't find a reason to. His past, his life, his trauma, all stopped him from doing things he once loved.

The doorbell rang. He groaned and got up to open the door and see Yanna, her hair messed up a little with snow. "What are you doing here? Its almost midnight..?" He asked confusingly.