[Meryl isn't expecting many gifts. She knows that, logically, one is coming to her based off of this strange little festivity. But she definitely doesn't expect it from the beautiful woman who taught her how to dance. Nor does she expect the gift from that woman to be so well-thought out.
The pens and box are beautiful, just as the tune it plays is. She holds it close to her chest for some time, as if afraid that putting it down might cause it to disappear. Eventually it does wind up on her desk, though. She has to use it to write a letter back to Jasmine, after all.]
Jasmine,
I don't think I've ever received a gift as kind and thought out as this one. I'm clearly special for having been assigned you as a gifting partner. I thank you deeply for your kindness, and hope to find you around in the near future as well.
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The pens and box are beautiful, just as the tune it plays is. She holds it close to her chest for some time, as if afraid that putting it down might cause it to disappear. Eventually it does wind up on her desk, though. She has to use it to write a letter back to Jasmine, after all.]
Jasmine,
I don't think I've ever received a gift as kind and thought out as this one. I'm clearly special for having been assigned you as a gifting partner. I thank you deeply for your kindness, and hope to find you around in the near future as well.
Best,
Meryl Stryfe