@avengedlove
Leta was hesitating, unsure if she should knock on the door, struggling enough with the contents of the gift itself. It was all she had and yet she knew that she wasn’t hers. She didn’t have a right to it. He did.
With a small sigh she wrapped an arm around the small parcel to raise a small, shakey hand to rap at the door twice.
“Yusuf?” She called gently, backing away and moving the gift so she had some grip of it in both hands, shifting between the balls on her feet and looking to the ground nervously. Leta was about to turn around when she heard movement behind the door looking down as it opened a bit.
“Sorry...” She apologized, forcing a small smile. “I... Well I’m not sure if you celebrate Christmas and I’m not the best at gift giving and regardless this is hardly a gift and-“ Leta chuckled, stopping her nervous rant with a small smile, looking at him with a small smile handing him the package. “Merry Christmas, brother.”
