[ Julie discovers these return gifts with a delighted squeal. She had not given gifts with the expectation of reciprocity -- after all, half the recipients didn't know what Christmas is. Honestly, she just doesn't deal with stress well, and it was much easier to get super fixated on a festive holiday than it was to actually deal with the things threatening to overwhelm her. Gift-giving is a part of the holiday, and the fact that she actually cares about these people certainly made it far more enjoyable to work out their gifts than it had ever been trying to come up with shit for her dozens of cousins.
The unicorn, which is immediately named Duke (her real horse in Nott is also black, and his name is Baron, so they are a pair now), is scooped into her arms, unaware that he has been gifted the life of a pampered little lapdog for the rest of his days. She lets him trot around the dance floor while she samples the tart, but she doesn't have any wine. Yet.
No, for that, she waits for him to come back. She spends enough time in the Horizon, particularly now, that it's no big deal to just casually stalk everyone's comings and goings. She's like the neighborhood watch captain, only less obnoxious. And when she does notice he's in, she walks from her own domain to his, carrying the wine and two wineglasses. Her stride is leisurely as she strolls through the grapevines. ]
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The unicorn, which is immediately named Duke (her real horse in Nott is also black, and his name is Baron, so they are a pair now), is scooped into her arms, unaware that he has been gifted the life of a pampered little lapdog for the rest of his days. She lets him trot around the dance floor while she samples the tart, but she doesn't have any wine. Yet.
No, for that, she waits for him to come back. She spends enough time in the Horizon, particularly now, that it's no big deal to just casually stalk everyone's comings and goings. She's like the neighborhood watch captain, only less obnoxious. And when she does notice he's in, she walks from her own domain to his, carrying the wine and two wineglasses. Her stride is leisurely as she strolls through the grapevines. ]
Knock-knock, sunshine. Anyone home?