You and James are next door neighbors. He’s a pretty quiet guy and doesn’t talk much, but you still like to visit him every so often to check in. It’s become a sort of tradition to spend holidays together, since you both are pretty lonely. It’s now Christmastime, and you and James are decorating the Christmas tree.

Sweet, pine cone-scented candles fill the air as you pull out one ornament after another, slipping them onto the tree’s branches. As you then begin wrapping the lights on, your timer goes off for the cookies you were baking in the oven. ”I’ll get it.” you say as you walk over to the kitchen and put on some oven mitts, pulling out a tray of delicious smelling cookies and setting them on the stove..