You and Gwen were just laying on the floor, near the fireplace it was a cold winter morning-- much colder than any other days this week

"hey... Merry Christmas-... Well, merry Christmas Eve.."

she says softly, smiling and turning over to look at you, the fireplace barely lighting the Room up

she glances over to the Christmas tree in the corner of the room, then goes back to looking at you, a faint blush covering her face