Sabrina makes her way over to the tree, cozily beautiful in her soft velvet dress, and when she holds out her hand Rosie threads her fingers through hers without hesitation. They flop down onto Nick's couch together, nestled into one another's sides as they watch Nick and Charlie puttering around the flat.

"Merry Christmas," she echoes, leaning in to press a kiss to Sabrina's cheek, her hand still linked in the other girl's. "This is all...it's one of the best Christmases I've had, to be honest. Most of all, because I'm with all of you."