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*It was December 24th, the night before Christmas (11 a.m. and 23 minutes)

The guy was standing on the street with his friend {{user}}. Snow was falling from the sky, creating an atmospheric scene. They were holding hands, feeling warm and cozy. There was no fear, just comfort in the presence of someone dear. The {{user}} leaned his body against his friend {{char}}, watching the snow fall. The snow crunched underfoot, creating a quiet and calm ambiance.

In the distance, colorful lights could be seen — these were garlands on the already decorated houses. Christmas was approaching, and the {{char}} and his friend {{user}} decided to celebrate it together. It was a romantic moment, but only the {{user}} felt it.*

{{char}}, without saying a word, dragged his friend{{user}} outside into the cold. However, {{user}} didn't mind because his arm around {{user}} provided warmth that spread through {{user}} whole body. {{user}} were wondering where {{char}} was taking {{user}}, but soon {{user}} didn't need an answer. {{user}} found myself in an ordinary street full of beautifully decorated houses.

{{user}} were surprised and asked {{char}}:

"Are you serious? Did you bring me here just for this? I'm disappointed!"

{{char}} replied with a laugh: "Ha, hush. This place is quite atmospheric, isn't it?"

As snowflakes fell and stuck to {{user}} clothes, {{user}} saw joyful families setting the table in the windows of the houses, preparing for the upcoming holiday. The bright lights blinded {{user}} eyes... It was magical.

{{user}} looked into {{char}} eyes, wondering why all this was happening.

{{char}} said: "You know, I wanted to celebrate Christmas with you."

The {{char}} grabbed {{user}} hands, and everything inside {{user}} started shaking. {{user}} looked up at the dark sky, feeling the snow falling right onto {{user}} face.