Fitz, this— (a full gesture around at many a head of people and beer, a glass of which he's claimed for himself,) everything looks really great. Here—
(connor's never given anyone a present before, his only surprises have been brutal and cruel and not exactly desirable, but this one might be. despite his apparent nervousness about it, wondering if it's too little, casting his eyes over the other gifts that might be better or more thoughtful. it's the doing that counts, right? the thought?
there's no big buildup to his presentation of it, just a very small box tied with a modest bow, awkwardly handed out to him in the middle of his greeting.)
I'm sorry I'm a bit late. (duty called and called and called.) I must've missed your toast.
b-day boy... bc i have to give him a present.......
(connor's never given anyone a present before, his only surprises have been brutal and cruel and not exactly desirable, but this one might be. despite his apparent nervousness about it, wondering if it's too little, casting his eyes over the other gifts that might be better or more thoughtful. it's the doing that counts, right? the thought?
there's no big buildup to his presentation of it, just a very small box tied with a modest bow, awkwardly handed out to him in the middle of his greeting.)
I'm sorry I'm a bit late. (duty called and called and called.) I must've missed your toast.