The tree stands tall and proud, the city's lights a picturesque backdrop for the night. It's clear, too -- if there weren't so many lights on, the stars would be visible and if they left, went out to some of those wide open fields they used to go to when they wanted to kiss and grope and maybe fuck in the backseat and they could map them out, trace constellations with their fingers and laugh in one anothers arms.

"Yeah. They bring Santa in now." He laughs, expression brightening a little as he gestures. "More people come, too. There's supposed to be a live band and after, they'll be giving away free cups of cider for adults, alcohol free for the kids. I'm...supposed to help hand out for a little while. Want to help me?"