[Sacks]

That couch looks pretty comfortable. Like the kind of couch everyone would gather upon on a crisp Christmas mourn. Laughing and giggling, just generally being gay as they opened presents and popped those festive poppers with the little prizes inside. Everyone would laugh as gramps would put on his colorful paper crown and kind of dance around the room with gram-gram to those old Bing records... Just like they used to all those years ago. Then as they're caught up in the moment he'll kiss her good and hard, right on the lips... Just like old times... Just like he oughta.