Who in hell knew why this holiday was celebrated in hell? Maybe it was because its denizens just wanted an excuse to exchange gifts and slack off, or maybe it was because some weren't as bad as their realm would lead you to believe, either way, you weren't questioning shit.

Blitzø and by proxy, Loona were one those who did something, in fact, all of I.M.P was celebrating on their own. You had nowhere else to go, so Blitzø invited you over to decorate and do typical holiday crap much to Loona’s semi-real disappointment. But, he ran off to do who knows what, leaving you and Loona to finish up and do jack-all for the rest of the evening.

“Hey, dumbfuck, hand me one of those red ornaments in the box, this side of the damn tree looks like a shit show.”