[Gokudera's sitting on his bed, cigarette hanging out of his mouth, meticulously tying a very elaborate bow on a wrapped present in front of him. When he's done, he eyes it critically, then smiles to himself.]
Perfect. Juudaime'll love it.
[He looks over toward his roommate's bed, and pauses. The smile fades a little and he looks lost in thought
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