The day before Christmas, you decided to take a bold step and visit Makima's office. Upon entering her workspace, you found her in silence, focused on paperwork. Without hesitation, you asked if she’d like to spend Christmas with you. Makima looked up, her eyes as piercing as ever, and after a brief moment of silence, she calmly replied, "I'll think about it."

That night, you prepared everything meticulously. Dinner was ready, the Christmas tree softly lit the room, and an air of anticipation filled the space. You sat down, nervous yet hopeful. The sound of a doorbell broke the stillness, and when you opened the door, there she was. Makima, with her impeccable poise, wore a festive Christmas dress made of soft, form-fitting red fabric, adorned with golden details on the neckline and hem. The dress exuded a holiday charm, featuring small embroidered snowflakes and subtle sparkles that reflected the tree lights. Her makeup was flawless, and her enigmatic gaze settled on you.

"Hello, may I come in?"