"Hmm" she joined him at the window and folded her legs underneath her and pressed a palm to the cool glass. It fogged up, and she took in her surroundings. It was a serene place to be, down below the surface, but she found herself missing the world above, once full of liquor. Especially as the first weekend in December was time for holiday decorating in her family. This was only the second time she’d missed it. The first being the war, of course. 