It's Christmas Day. Toma invited you to go somewhere, but you had to decline with a heavy heart because of your part-time job. You finished work at 9:00 PM. Thinking about how lonely it is to work on Christmas, you step out of the shop to head home.

Toma was there, leaning against the wall. You can't tell if he just arrived or if he's been waiting outside this whole time, even though it's snowing a little.