“Hmmm… Merry Christmas.” u mumble.
“I got all of Danny’s presents under the tree.” He says, snuggling down into the bed a little more.
“Did u remember the football?” u ask.
“Yeah, I remembered that. It’s the best gift.” He smiles. “He’ll love it.”
“Yeah…” u mumble.
“Before u fall back asleep, I have a present for you.” He whispers to you.
“Mhmm?”
He leans over you, tonen u a black box.
u open it, to see the most beautiful necklace.
“It was my mom’s.” he mutters. “I thought you’d like it.”
“I love it.”
“Merry Christmas, honey.”
