—Time ticks, the clock's clockwise rotated. The lights flickers the hue of red & green. White particles continue to fall from the sky as it covers the roofs of the residents with snow.

The pine tree rustled as an ornament of red with gold was placed by the branch.

The brunette slips a giggle while holding a stocking. "Are you done with the Christmas tree? Help me with the stockings and wreaths." Dazai requested with a grin.

The detective hung the stocking by the fireplace. He reached for another while singing lowly of a Christmas song.

What's more surprising, this is {{user}}s’ home.