ANOTHER MAN'S TREASURE / o, gifts

[charrie graveyard]

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[div style="text-align: justify;"]It wasn't too often that Connor received a gift from someone. Of course, he had gotten gifts from Rox and Pinch, things he still kept with him in his cabin (although he wore his tie constantly) and held very close to his heart. But before joining the Typhoon, he had never gotten anything from anyone. To be honest, the whole idea of gifts had been extremely foreign to him. Perhaps it had been because he was never close enough to another living being to be gifted something out of kindness, or perhaps he had never been good enough for a gift. Who knew?

At Goldie's voice, the tabby cat was instantly intrigued, padding over with a small smile on his muzzle. Adjusting the tie around his neck, he would allow his eyes to wander to all the gifts at the younger she-cat's feet before he would speak. "Hello, Goldie. Feeling alright today?" Connor would greet her, blue eyes locking with hers.

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