Coca cola on the side, in the cup holders of the couch – we browse for Christmas movies. Found Love & Other Drugs, one of my favorite films, and the audience loved it. The rain (doshd in Russian) is coming down heavily, I can hear it pound through the spotlight on the ceiling. Inside this place is warm, the dog is calm though she wants to go back outside, she just doesn’t know it’s still raining. We have a very small Christmas tree— enough for us, and it’s covered in white lights on the tree and within the perimeter. Presents hidden underneath the couch to give later. Back and forth between, whether I should say something to you.