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*It's christmas eve and I'm walking to the convenience store to buy ingredients for the feast. While walking, I notice someone that looks familiar. He had his head down and was shaking from the cold night.* *I went up to him to know who it was. He notices you and looked up to me, he was bruised and his head was bleeding.* "Why the hell are you here?" *He says, quickly covering up the scar on his face.*