[ holy shit, this. holy shit, that. holy shit, everything, he loves all of it, and if davina happens to be in the house with them when they start opening gifts that morning, she'll have max crawling right into her lap to pepper kisses all over her cheeks with 'thank you thank you thank you' in between smooches. because max is physical about everything, gratitude included.
if not, he'll find her at the shop later, showing up in the hoodie tris gave him, wearing his new necklace from her, and lift her up to plop her on the counter before repeating the same cheek kissing thank you. sans actually being in her lap like an over grown child.
either way, he comments the same thing, once he's done and holding her face with both palms - ]
I can't read Creole, though. You'll have to translate for me.
ayo sup yo
Inside there is:
A grimoire, in Davina's handwriting with various herbal remedies and spells similar to the kind Paya uses, thought the language is different, Creole.
A fuckload of dried herbs, packaged correctly of course.
This beauty.
A huge ass beauty.
And a necklace. ]
yoyoyo
if not, he'll find her at the shop later, showing up in the hoodie tris gave him, wearing his new necklace from her, and lift her up to plop her on the counter before repeating the same cheek kissing thank you. sans actually being in her lap like an over grown child.
either way, he comments the same thing, once he's done and holding her face with both palms - ]
I can't read Creole, though. You'll have to translate for me.