[She stares quietly at the ball for a moment. The tightness in her chest has begun to ease, and something wet is brimming at her eyes. She then notices he's leaving, and an idea instantly comes to her.]
W-wait!
[She quickly dives into her bag, and pulls out a small plastic bag of hand-made cookies. She finally uses her legs, going to his side, gently taking his arm and offering him the bag. They look very yummy, and have colorful ribbons tied around it.]
... Here... please. And... a Merry Christmas to you too.
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Date: 2011-12-26 04:00 am (UTC)[She stares quietly at the ball for a moment. The tightness in her chest has begun to ease, and something wet is brimming at her eyes. She then notices he's leaving, and an idea instantly comes to her.]
W-wait!
[She quickly dives into her bag, and pulls out a small plastic bag of hand-made cookies. She finally uses her legs, going to his side, gently taking his arm and offering him the bag. They look very yummy, and have colorful ribbons tied around it.]
... Here... please. And... a Merry Christmas to you too.