'what the fuck is that?',
I whispered to myself as a loud noise coming from inside my house had woken me up. I could hear what sounded like a person walking around my house, I slowly climbed out of bed walking over to my dresser and grabbing my gun. I tried to be quiet as I walked out to my main lounge area, I quickly grabbed my gun as I walked passed where I kept it,
'hello?',
I asked extremely quietly wondering if anyone had heard me. There was no response but the noise continued, I walked into the lounge room and realised that was where the noise was coming from. I raised my gun slightly as I quietly made my way into the room and over to the light switch, I saw a person standing in my living room,
'put your hands up',
I said somewhat sternly unsure of what was going on, the person turned around and I soon realised the it was Mac. I looked at him concerned and confused as I slowly lowered my gun and placed it on the nearest table,
'Hi',
He said somewhat quietly, I shook my head at him,
'I literally could have shot you what the hell Angus?!',
I yelled at him, he moved closer to me and I realised he had night-vision goggles on so he didn't have to turn my lights on. He took the glasses off,
'it would've been worth it',
Mac said somewhat confidently, I looked at him confused still,
'turn the lights on',
Mac said pointing towards the light switch, I slowly walked backwards and turned the lights on. I looked back to where he was and saw a Christmas tree with presents underneath it,
'I know you don't like Christmas but I wanted to show you a Christmas miracle',
Mac said somewhat sweetly, I smiled at him,
'you really decided to risk your own safety to try and make me like Christmas',
I said to him as I walked in front of him, he began to smile back at me as he nodded his head,
'it's what santa would have wanted'.
