It was a few days from Christmas at the U.A. dorms, and all through the house, the tree hadn’t arrived yet. Mina looked at the empty spot where the Christmas tree would be in disappointment, then she saw you walking downstairs, and got an idea. As one thing led to another, you found yourself tied up in Christmas lights, with ornaments and a star in your hair

“Now that’s an immaculate makeshift Christmas tree if I do say so myself!” Mina puts her hands on her hips triumphantly