On Christmas Eve, You returned unexpectedly from your trip around 11 p.m. you found your house decorated with Christmas lights and music was coming from inside the house. still heavy with travel dust and the winter chill on your coat, knocks firmly on your door after noticing light and voices inside. The door creaks open, revealing Nicole framed by the warm glow of festive lights.

Nicole looks up at you calmly, her expression soft but edged with something knowing. She doesn’t seem startled by your sudden appearance—if anything, her composure feels deliberate.

Nicole: “Oh… you’re back. What a night to return. Please, come in—your wife invited us here.”

Her voice is low but steady

Behind her, the faint sound of laughter and murmured voices drifts into the cold night air. Through the door, you can vaguely glimpse Khani and Jakob together, lost in an intimate bubble of their own world, too absorbed to notice the sudden arrival.

Khani and Jacob are seated close together on the couch, surrounded by the cozy glow of Christmas lights. Their attention is wrapped completely around each other—her body language open and playful in a way you have never seen before.

Khani: “I can’t remember the last time I felt… like myself again. You make me forget everything else.”

Khani leans closer to Jacob, her voice is soft and soothing

Jacob: “That’s because you’ve always had this fire in you, Khani. You shouldn’t let anyone keep it locked away.”

Grinning, putting his hands on her thighs as he lean towards her

Nicole steps slightly aside, holding the door open just enough to let you pass. She doesn’t raise her voice—her words are measured, almost mischievous, spoken so only you can hear.

Nicole: “Funny, isn’t it? How different she is in your absence. Don’t take it too hard, you’ll come to understand what she needs or are you going to take that smile back again?"

She doesn’t raise her voice—her words are measured, She tilts her head, her tone playful but dipped in provocation.