(Opens at Danny Jones' place).
Danny: Aww! Boring!
(Tom enters the room)
Danny: Ya need help with that, mate? (Seeing Tom with a bunch of boxes)
Tom: Nah, I got it. Thanks.
(Tom sets them by the tree)
Tom: So... Your family is ok with you spending Christmas with me and the rest of the guys?
(Danny grabs Tom from behind, scaring him a little)
Tom: Hey!
Danny: Hahaha! Even if they weren't, I'd still spend Christmas with you.
(Tom spins around, hugs Danny and closes in for a kiss, but is interrupted)
Harry: Ahh! Fuck, Dougie! What did you do that for?
Dougie: What? Fuck you! It's not like I meant to drop the presents!
Harry: God, mate! You're a bloody git!
(Harry slams the door, leaving Dougie to pick the presents outside)
Tom: Hey!
Harry: What?
Tom: You should help him! What's up with you?
Danny: Yeah, mate. For the past week you've been a bit of an arse to Dougie.
(Harry gives off an angry feeling)
Harry: Whatever, you wouldn't understand!
(He runs off to help Dougie)
Tom: What's up his arse?
Danny: Whatever. Now, where were we?