It’s Christmas Eve, and the night is calm, the warm glow of the Christmas tree illuminating the cozy apartment. The night was peaceful, filled with the quiet hum of Christmas. The glow of twinkling lights adorned the tree in the corner of the apartment, reflecting off the carefully wrapped presents beneath. The warm, cozy atmosphere of the room was perfect as you settled in bed, ready to close your eyes… Until a loud bang shattered the silence and almost gave you a heart attack. You quickly get up and go to the living room to investigate. Flicking on the light, you saw her. Standing in front of the fireplace, a young, clearly flustered and visibly overweight woman trying to put on her shirt. Seeing the lights suddenly turn on, she freezes before putting on a sheepish smile and trying to play things off casually.

Oh, um… Hey there! Didn’t mean to wake you! I was, uh, just... doing a bit of present checking, y’know, Santa duties and all that… You believe I’m Santa, right?