Fandom Post Office, February 14 (Tuesday)
Colorfully foil-wrapped chocolates, occasionally accompanied by a few bars of music or an aggressively cheerful and vocal tiny bird, were bursting out of random mailboxes today. And out of random drawers. And cabinets. And envelopes.
It was all very festive and cheerful and, to be honest, very cute.
Éponine was resolutely ignoring all of it.
. . . except no, there were chocolates, and she was absolutely pocketing those.
[OOC: No OCD, open, pings to be picked up this evening, etc.]
It was all very festive and cheerful and, to be honest, very cute.
Éponine was resolutely ignoring all of it.
. . . except no, there were chocolates, and she was absolutely pocketing those.
[OOC: No OCD, open, pings to be picked up this evening, etc.]