Natasha slid an inch further down into the hot tub. The hot water frothed up to just below her chin. A contented sigh escaped her lips as she closed her eyes and relaxed in the steaming water. She was 25 years old and had just received the keys to her first house. The management company had decorated the house for Christmas and had agreed to leave the decorations up until the new year. Natasha thought it was funny to have a house fully decorated with lights and wreaths but no furniture. No matter, her goal had been to be in her home by Christmas, and she had made it with one day to spare.
She looked around, there was nearly a foot of snow on the ground, but the covered porch kept her hot tub nice and snow-free. The cold air on her face felt absolutely amazing, combined with the steaming water over the rest of her body. The discrete sound system played Christmas songs from the local radio station. The station was running commercial-free all Christmas Eve and Christmas Day… except for the live Santa updates, of course.