#ofcindyiisms

if there was one thing blue had quickly learned it was that she was bad at getting presents. she had never really done it before. her family didn’t buy christmas presents for each other, and she never had friends that she was close enough to to need to shop for. overall she felt like she was definitely bad at it. she had gone with a necklace, a simple pendant, as well as a book. well, it was less of a story and more of one of those collections of short poetry, but blue was pretty sure those were popular right now. plus, it was much easier than trying to stalk the girl and figure out what books she liked. that would definitely be too weird. “cindy, right?” blue asked, quickly walking up to her. she just wanted to get it over with. “here.” she thrust out the two neatly wrapped boxes. “merry christmas or whatever you celebrate. if you don’t like it i will totally respect if you decide to re-gift it.”