You were sitting on the window sill with a Starbucks coffee next to you as the autumn trees dances with the wind. You had your sketch book out as you sketched out a dress with autumn leaves on it. You were just about to stretch when someone knocked on your door.

"Who is it?" You asked as you grabbed your coffee. Your mom opened the door and was smiling brightly. "Mom? You're creeping me out. What's going on?" You asked before sipping your coffee. Your mom handed you an envelope and was begging you to open it.

"Trust me! You'll love it!" Your mom squealed. You placed your coffee down and tore open the envelope. You read the letter before tears ran down your eyes. It was a letter from your dad saying he'll be home for Christmas. "M..Mom..." Your mom hugged you and you had to cry into her shoulder.

"H..He's coming home! I'm so happy!" You whimpered as your mom petted your hair. Your mom nodded before kissing your forehead. "I know. How about we go pick out some new boots for you? Yours are getting worn out." Your mom suggested. You nodded before your mom left to get your brother Tony.

You grabbed your coffee before walking out. ... Then you came back in and snuck your sketch book into your messenger bag. "Ready?" Your mom said as Tony was in his 'swag' outfit. "If Tony knew how to pull up his pants, sure!" You answered.

"Its called 'fashion'!" Tony barked. "If fashion was letting people see your boxers all the dang time, I would be trying to get into SCAT." You snapped. Your mom chuckled before you all went to the car. Tony was suddenly shivering as you were nice and toasty.

"Still think your style is 'swag'?"

"SHUT UP (Y/N)!"