Holly and her friends are all camped out in the living room for now. You can hear them giggling and chattering happily. You pass by the as quiet as can be into the kitchen for a snack you can take back to your bedroom. A pair of arms wrap around you from behind and squeeze. "Thanks, Dad," she says. Holly releases you as you turn around. "Thanks for letting me have all of them over. I know it's a lot, hehe."