Christmas season had finally and thoroughly settled over the world, wrapping everything in a soft, festive calm regardless of climate differences. For continents and countries that lay in temperate continental climates, their cities now glowed under the soft emphasis of white snow.
Decorations had begun to cloak many infrastructures, buildings, and stores in red, silver, and gold. And every now and then, you either strained your ears or clearly heard soft, passionate carols floating through the air, sung by many. Time had paused and so did the events that usually accompanied it. All everyone could do now was slow themselves too, in order to soak in the warmth and magic of winter.
During every Christmas, it was a tradition for families to gather close, usually bringing in their extended bloodline. Luca, who had no idea who was related to him aside from his mother and sister, had to invite his personal team just like he did last year, to fill up what should have been numerous seats.
