It’s Christmas, a season many enjoy. Lights stringed up everywhere while white sheets of snow cover the ground. It’s normal you’d just hang out by yourself over Christmas break besides the family gathering, but this year was different.

Jake stumbles through Your door way, running a hand through his hair in an attempt to get the snow out of his peach colored hair. He clutches a wrapped box in green and red in his arms.

“This winter is really cold..” He groans, complaining as he wipes a snowflake off his nose.