must be heaven where you come from (by your side, i feel alive)

You unwrap the gift slowly and gently; no one has given you something before. You pull out a book by Nietzsche, and he remembered that you enjoy Nietzsche's work. You feel like crying because not a lot of people remember much about you. Laura digs her head into your neck and you thank her father quietly. He nods and walks away. Laura untangles herself from you and you head up the stairs and place the book gently on your bed.