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That Christmas morning, a shiny green package is left on @mr-lucius-fox​ ‘s doorstep, tied in a red bow.  Inside, at least, was no bomb nor trap, but a hand-crochet’ed scarf in a fine, careful, maze-like pattern. 

Drunk enough that knocking didn’t even occur to him, Mercy tossed open the bathroom door, only halting when he noticed someone washing their hands by the sink, “Oh. Yikes. Anymore chick’s in here? You guys travel in, like, packs don’t you?” he asked, surveying the area as if he expected about three more girls to jump out from behind the shower curtain at him, “You mind? Don’t even have to piss or anything, just needed a door that locks. And is... kinda quiet. The music downstairs is so loud brain cells were basically dribbling out of my ears.” @annabcll