Christmas tiiiiime is heeeeeeere
Dec. 27th, 2016 02:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hebeimmortalizedDec 25, 2016
The apartment is beautiful, Jillie thinks. She hasn't had a proper Christmas in a few years, and seeing it like this makes her feel warm, and somehow happy and sad at once. It also makes her panic, a little. She has no idea what to buy or make for presents for Dee, or for Poison. Jack is easy. Jack's present takes form without even trying, as a new puzzle and a portrait of the two of them. She has more than just a green marker, now, so it looks better, comes out cleaner, than anything she worked on in the hospital.
She wraps them with cardboard cut from leftover cereal boxes, so they don't bend. It's not much, but it's something.
She cuddles into a cozy, plush bathrobe and sits nearby, but sort of out of the way.
She'd found some embroidery floss and dyed hemp cord at the Zen Center when she'd visited it with Jack, and braided it into a bracelet for Dee. It's a unique braid, too, not the basic three-plait bullshit. She uses bright colored thread and adds some charms that she'd found on an ugly bracelet at a thrift shop. They look a lot better on Dee's present, she thinks.
She folds up some leftover cardboard from the cereal boxes into an origami gift box, and wraps it in that.
For Poison, she'd written only a letter. It details how happy she is that Poison and Jack have met, eloquently stating everything she'd been unable to say when they'd first met. It essentially gives Poison her blessing and wishes them well. And maybe that's silly, but she does it anyway, because she isn't positive that they got off on the right foot, and she at least wants to make sure that Poison doesn't think she hates him, or something.
That, she decorates in the margins with pretty colors in a sort of tribal theme, and wraps it the same way she'd wrapped Jack's. (There are bags of cereal sagging box-less in their cupboard, now.)
The apartment is beautiful, Jillie thinks. She hasn't had a proper Christmas in a few years, and seeing it like this makes her feel warm, and somehow happy and sad at once. It also makes her panic, a little. She has no idea what to buy or make for presents for Dee, or for Poison. Jack is easy. Jack's present takes form without even trying, as a new puzzle and a portrait of the two of them. She has more than just a green marker, now, so it looks better, comes out cleaner, than anything she worked on in the hospital.
She wraps them with cardboard cut from leftover cereal boxes, so they don't bend. It's not much, but it's something.
She cuddles into a cozy, plush bathrobe and sits nearby, but sort of out of the way.
She'd found some embroidery floss and dyed hemp cord at the Zen Center when she'd visited it with Jack, and braided it into a bracelet for Dee. It's a unique braid, too, not the basic three-plait bullshit. She uses bright colored thread and adds some charms that she'd found on an ugly bracelet at a thrift shop. They look a lot better on Dee's present, she thinks.
She folds up some leftover cardboard from the cereal boxes into an origami gift box, and wraps it in that.
For Poison, she'd written only a letter. It details how happy she is that Poison and Jack have met, eloquently stating everything she'd been unable to say when they'd first met. It essentially gives Poison her blessing and wishes them well. And maybe that's silly, but she does it anyway, because she isn't positive that they got off on the right foot, and she at least wants to make sure that Poison doesn't think she hates him, or something.
That, she decorates in the margins with pretty colors in a sort of tribal theme, and wraps it the same way she'd wrapped Jack's. (There are bags of cereal sagging box-less in their cupboard, now.)
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Date: 2017-01-16 05:45 pm (UTC)Granted, the circumstances had been different, but still. He'd definitely tried already.
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