𝓣𝓲𝓼' 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓐𝓷𝓷𝓾𝓪𝓵 𝓖𝓲𝓯𝓽 𝓢𝔀𝓪𝓹 | 𝓣𝓻𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓼 | 𝓑𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓱 𝔁 𝓯𝓮𝓶 𝓣𝓻𝓸𝓵𝓵 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 {𝓕𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴}

∙𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓲𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝓢𝓹𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓪𝓵 ∙

𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡:
How unlucky can one Troll possibly be? Out of everyone in the whole Village, I had to get Juniper? Normally, I would root to be by Juniper's side, no matter the context. But now, except for this one. It would've been easier if I'd drawn Poppy.
I'm still holding a stare of horror down on the yellow strap between my fingers, like it had personally betrayed me. Juniper. Juniper is my gift-receiver. My girlfriend. If I mess this up... if I fail at making her gift special, meaningful, perfect.
My eyebrows lift in quiet dread, my throat tightening. What if I can't live up to her expectations? What if this - this one gift, is the thing that makes her realise, that she's too good for me?
𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐫:
I got Branch. I got Branch! My boyfriend! how lucky can a Troll possibly get?
The thought alone sends a burst of excitement through me. I can't help myself, I jump up within a squeal, arms moving along with a giddy little dance. But I have to be careful, Branch needs to be completely out of my view, our gazes no longer reaching each other. I want to keep this moment to myself, just for a second longer.
But, even though the surge of happiness is jolting through me, by his name being the one upon the strap, my mind can't do anything else, but draw a blank. This is supposed to be easy. He's the Troll who I personally know the best. Better than anyone, less than a few. And yet... It is not easy.
Not if I'm expecting for him to become surprised. Not if I want it to be absolutely perfect.