Marry rushes up to Nicolette, out of breath. "Happy.. Holidays, Miss Nicolete..!" She hands over a cutely decorated box! Inside, there's a handsewn makeup bag and a hair ornament made from faux flowers.
❝ Good God kid, take a breath or something! ❞
There’s no malice in the words, in fact they sound rather amused ( and perhaps there’s concern there, too ), as Nicolette gratefully accepts the offered box. She’s worried Marry will pass out from lack of oxygen soon from all that pent up energy she seems to have, so the woman is quick to open the gift and peer inside, smile growing larger with each item.
The bag is definitely cute, and probably the nicest thing she’s ever received in terms of actual, genuine effort— same with the hair ornament. Sure, she loves store-bought items as much as the next person, maybe even MORE so, but there was something about these handmade presents that touches her and really feels special. ❝ Wow, did you make these? That’s… really impressive, actually! ❞
The bag is sturdy, and she’s actually excited to put her growing collection of makeup brushes and lipsticks inside. The hair ornament, too, is so well crafted, the bundle of faux red flowers vibrant and nearly identical to the real thing. It’ll definitely be a statement piece! ❝ Geez, thanks. These are really great, Marry. Seriously. ❞
