DECEMBER 23, 2012
3:24 PM
Seems like it's going to be a green Christmas.
. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ Y/N L/N
Subject: Christmas ࿐ྂ
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Good morning, Grinch。
I see you've been hanging out with Honcho a lot more now after you gave him the bag of lollipops。
Just watch your words sometimes; the snappy ones. They hurt, y'know ?
Dec. 24 2012
Rantaro got you a Christmas present。I didn't know and...didn't get him one。Please get him one。
It's so simple, but it means a lot。Merry Christmas !
Yours Truly, . . ⇢ Future Y/N
'How did Future Me not get Honcho a present—'
Y/N sighed, rubbing their temples with a mutter.
'Crap...what does he even like?'
They scrolled through the MeMail app before standing up from the high seat by the kitchen island.
'He has friends...right?—someone cheery as him surely should have friends? I'll have to ask them what he likes—or I could just ask him to hang out with me today and I can try to suck up info from that.'
Y/N nodded.
'Then I won't have to go through the trouble of talking with strangers. Let's see if he's busy.'
Tapping out of MeMail, they clicked onto their Contacts.
"Hey, Honcho, you free today?"
"Aah—still no snow?" Rantaro grumbled, staring up at the cloudless blue sky with a frown. "Aren't we supposed to be bombarded with snow every year?—the only snow we've gotten this year was only a small drizzle of powder a week ago!"
"You like the snow?" Y/N inquired.
"Yep." He grinned. "Everyone would build snow forts and attack each team with snowballs—though there was this one time at BC Sol where Silas had convinced Drum to sprinkle some water onto his and throw it at Free. Let's just say—it wasn't a very good day for both of them."
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