[There's a box on the doorstep. A box wrapped in bright red foil, a silky silver ribbon tied around it with a bow on top. Inside the box is an unlined notebook (gasp! real paper!) with a bundle of pens with inks of various colours. On top of the pile is a simple piece of white cardstock paper with elegant cursive words penned in red ink (notice a pattern?), as if written with a quill or a fountain pen.
Happy holidays
PS. Oh look, actual paper.
Who could have sent it? Well, all that red looks a lot like the red a certain someone likes to wear, right? Who has a quirky sense of humour.]
delivery on the 22nd
Happy holidays
PS. Oh look, actual paper.
Who could have sent it? Well, all that red looks a lot like the red a certain someone likes to wear, right? Who has a quirky sense of humour.]