Simon Riley 8

For the entire month before the New Year, you ate the brains out of your entire squad by saying that you absolutely love this holiday. With every week approaching this holiday, more and more colleagues stayed away from you, because they could no longer hear how you were waiting for the very day when you would catch Santa Claus. Nobody else wanted to hear it except your Lieutenant Simon Riley.

The long-awaited New Year's Eve. You lie with your eyes closed, waiting for a miracle. And it happened. Rushing sounds and footsteps were heard. You were about to get out of bed, but a loud crash and swear words stopped you for a second.

-It’s as dark as an African-American’s ass, damn.

Ghost stood up and straightened his Santa suit, heading further to your tree in order to leave a gift there.