[He gets a hand up this time that doesn't catch the item but at least blocks it from making contact with his head, though he's still sure to pout dramatically at her. At least until she brings up the food again. Before that though, he finally takes a look at the item in his hand.]
You got me a present? [He'd known that the holiday involved an exchange of gifts but he hadn't actually thought to get anything for anyone. Should he have?]
I didn't get anything for you! It's supposed to go both ways, isn't it?
〈 that is about what she expected, yes. job well done. 😌 〉
Try not to get your chicken legs in the food, hear?
〈 he probably does not hear, but. it's christmas.
speaking of, she bends by the projector. spiders swarming the light switch plunge the room into darkness broken only by the rectangle of a movie against the far wall. 〉
I have one more surprise for you! 〈 the projector's image briefly shines upon her mischievous grin. 〉 And the word…is Gonzo.
[Not his man Gonzo??? Wei Wuxian lets out another sound of delight and then bounces out of bed to hug her, immediately pulling her down to sit next to him and beginning to enjoy his delicious quesadilla.
Alright so maybe he kind of likes this whole Christmas thing.]
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You got me a present? [He'd known that the holiday involved an exchange of gifts but he hadn't actually thought to get anything for anyone. Should he have?]
I didn't get anything for you! It's supposed to go both ways, isn't it?
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Thanks Gwen. [And then he begins to open it, carefully unfolding each corner of paper until it reveal the contents inside.]
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to sweeten the deal, they are wrapped around a set of claw clips to replace the one he sadly broke. 〉
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Gwen! Look! [He wastes absolute no time shoving the socks on and kicking his feet in the air before bursting into laughter.]
They're perfect! [The claw clips are also already around his fingers. When did they get there?]
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Try not to get your chicken legs in the food, hear?
〈 he probably does not hear, but. it's christmas.
speaking of, she bends by the projector. spiders swarming the light switch plunge the room into darkness broken only by the rectangle of a movie against the far wall. 〉
I have one more surprise for you! 〈 the projector's image briefly shines upon her mischievous grin. 〉 And the word…is Gonzo.
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Alright so maybe he kind of likes this whole Christmas thing.]