I sat smoking with the window open trying to keep my mind empty for a while listening to the records spin,
I perked up as I heard a knock on my door so I went over confused opening my door, but not a soul just the cold empty corridor,
so I shut it again and returned to bed. But as soon as I sat down another knock. I was even more confused but went and answered it but again nothing!
What the hell is going on?
I went back in and before I even sat down the door knocked again so I rushed to the door and opened it but nothing,
But I saw a little box on the carpet
a sweet little box, a cute little present box.
It was little and cute with green wrapping paper and a red bow tied sweetly
I picked it up curiously and saw the small label
'To Willoughby Merry Christmas Love Y/n'
I blushed a little to think she had given this to me,
I headed inside with the present and got one of my glasses sitting it on the side and grabbing a twig of the tree from the window, sitting it in my glass and setting the present under the little excuse for a tree.