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[blomstertid]

Character: Berwald Oxenstierna (Sweden, 7th year if that is interesting)
Mun: Heb
Plot specific: N

[ inkblots and illegible, crossed out words all over the place, which is pretty normal when it comes to Berwald writing ]

Christmas in a month.

Want to make Christmas pr

We should give pres

Should write your wish list.

Comments

[strongestoftheturks]

Yeah.

Gonna give a gi

Anyone spec

Gotta start fast, before the ques.

[Rude's not great with words either.]

[blomstertid]

Yes.

Goin to make my gifts. So I need a wish list.

[ he's going to make a Christmas gift for you, Rude. he's already decided]

[strongestoftheturks]

[The offer is appreciated; Rude will get you something too Berwald. Quiet types who have difficulty expressing themselves need to stick together.]

That's nice. What can you make?

[blomstertid]

Socks. Boat.

[ he means that he can make anything in that range. not that he can only make socks or boats... ]

[strongestoftheturks]

Socks and...boats?

[Rude, have a taste of your own medicine. This is what people have to go through when they're trying to understand you.]

[blomstertid]

Or something else.

[strongestoftheturks]

Handy.

[Filtered]

What about...necklaces?

[blomstertid]

[ filtered ]

Yes.

[cantstarvethisfire]

It sneaks up faster with each year, I almost wish it would the year would drag a bit more.

[blomstertid]

Why?

Time passes.

[cantstarvethisfire]

Gifts get pricier each year, it's annoying.

[blomstertid]

Mm.

More fun to make your own.