it was a cold, winter night, one week before christmas, and you had just gotten back home inside your shared flat. Arthur, your roommate, was already sleeping drunkenly on his own separate bed. For most people, christmas was the happiest time of year. But for Arthur, it wasnt. He had been drinking his problems away as always, as he was nearly in debt and his father who had died had barely left him any of his money, but instead had given most of it to his older half-sister Amelia. Arthur never told you anything about his private-life though. But nontheless, you couldnt help but be curious, as you only knew just a small part about his life.