A gift is left for libra ,its a medium size box with new baking tins and a few drawings from a certain chao and motobug,and a card reading âhave a merry Christmas and a happy holiday from the teamâ
      The surprise of finding something addressed to her in her home is enough to completely make her forget to question the how or why it had ended up there in the first place. Sheâd have time to be concerned about it later, but for now she decides to tentatively open it up -- still stinging eyes && warm cheeks flushing && streaming anew at the contents inside. The card is held close to her chest, physically curling over her knees while a smile spreads onto her face.Â
      Sheâd been more than ready to allow another Christmas && New Yearâs to pass in solitude, without any form of presence existing to show for anyone sheâd come to care for. This was truly something sheâd cherish -- each && every piece of it. She wipes at some of the tears streaming down her cheeks before looking over everything again -- reading the card two more times..
      â Thank you.. Happy holidays.. â