#exoplanettask

A Chanel branded make up pouch carrying her favorite shade of lipstick, some eyebrow pencils, foundation, liquid eyeliners, mascara, small bottles of various perfumes and a bottle of make up remover

A gold heart shaped locket of her father giving her a piggy-bag ride when she was a child

A pearl necklace and earring set from her 21st birthday

A sleep eye mask that she needs to help fall asleep

Joe thought long and hard on what items he need, and honestly it wasn’t much.

A photo which shows him at his twelve birthday with his mother and elder sister sister.

An 8oz bottle of Bacardi, Jack Daniels & Martell; don’t judge the man, he needs his fair amount of alcohol and hey he might never be going back to earth.

Two packets of beef jerky; he had it lying around in his room and decided to pack it in as well.

An old army swiss knife that he bought with his first pay cheque.

“I tried forming a gang once, but it turned into a book club.” — Amos Nygaard, probably

A photo which shows him and his late parents with their dog, Nero, as Amos was 11

His favorite book 

An old, worn out shirt with his university’s logo ( it belonged to his best friend at first but they like shared some clothes because they did laundry together bc it was cheaper and yes, i’m not sure about their friendship current status )

    [[ Faisal Seif ]]

Growing up, Felix had never actually celebrated Christmas. Not traditionally that was. Most years, they had spent the time by themselves reading or watching TV. This year had seemed different since it seemed everybody was celebrating. So, he had decided to participate in the Secret Santa as well, finding it to be more fun than anything else.

Getting Porter as a name was difficult for him, especially since the two had talked very little. But, that didn’t stop him. After asking around to find out more about him, he’d decided to create a glowing jar based on the rumors that Porter had taken a particular liking to the mysterious glowing lights that appeared. Taking a jar, rocks collected from the beach, and a glow stick, Felix had put together the Christmas gift. When it was finished, Felix waited until one night when Porter had disappeared to slip it into the tent.

I’ll admit to knowing nothing about you, but I hope this is something that will maybe cheer you up for all the nights the floating lights decide to not appear. If you shake it, it should glow. If it doesn’t, well I guess you can blame me then. Either way, hope you enjoy it.

Merry Christmas,

Felix