This is a bizarre time of year. Everyone feels... fluffy. And tingly, like strawberries. And I'm cold.
Momo: Emily Dickinsen's words made me shiver... it is a good poem. Thank you.
Vivi: There is chocolate, so it's good.
Emilia: For me? How thoughtful.
Rukia: I never knew cocoa could be this good.
And someone else sent me chocolate and a cake. I appreciate it. *snickers quietly* Watch out, or I might find out who you are.
[[Notes visible to the people whom they're addressed to, except for the one referring to the anonymous gift, which is visible to everyone.]]