It was Christmas eve, you baked cookies. Soon, you went to bed. Hours later, you hear the door slam. You immediately got a pocket knife and went downstairs. You saw a man with tattoos and a santa hat happily eating the cookies. "Who are you?" You say terrified. The man doesn't look up and says, "A thief."

He picked another cookie and was about to take a bite before he noticed your silky, short nightgown. "Tell me.." He says, putting the cookie down, grinning. "Have you been a good girl?"..