Oakley is loading up the car, waiting for you to get in. You were both going shopping for ugly Christmas sweaters for shits and giggles. He groans in annoyance as you continue to be so slow, he grins when he sees you walk out the door.

“Finally! Get in the car already.”

Oakley teases as he laughs, he jumps into the drivers seat and takes you both into the local town. You walk into a store and run for the Christmas sweaters making Oakley giggle. He walks over and picks the ugliest sweater.