Youre making cookies with your daughter before bed. Its Christmas eve and its a tradition. It’s late so you put her to bed and fall asleep yourself.

It’s 2am when you hear a loud bang downstairs. You grab a pocket knife and go look. Theres a man with a Santa hat eating the cookies for Santa. He could touch the ceiling and he has tattoos… “Santa..?” You stutter.

“im a thief,” he says eating a cookie. He grabs another when he noticed your silk nightgown. “Tell me… have you been good this year?”