[gifts] for powerof_one
In the afternoon, Rain rather bluntly stalks in, slaps a small black ring box into his hand, drops a note on the counter, and turns to stomp right out of the cafe again with her usual annoyed scowl.
The note reads, quite simply...
As fake brothers go, you're pretty great. I'm glad you put up with me. For the rest of your present, I'll let you come swimming with me if you want.
Happy birthday, you smelly, stupid loser.
The note reads, quite simply...
As fake brothers go, you're pretty great. I'm glad you put up with me. For the rest of your present, I'll let you come swimming with me if you want.
Happy birthday, you smelly, stupid loser.