12-19-2018, 09:31 PM
While Clarence wasn't familiar with Santa, he was familiar with the idea of giving presents on Christmas. It was something that'd been done since he was a child and, therefore, he was familiar with the idea of wrapping gifts. Unfortunately, even when he had opposable thumbs, he hadn't been very good at it. While he was skilled with various instruments and could sing to his heart's content, he was never much of a visual or physical artist. He did his best, but the image that came out on the paper was never what he envisioned in his own mind. Maybe the real problem was that his standards were just too high. That was certainly a possibility, given his history of false expectations. Without any close family or friends here, Clarence hadn't been too worried about wrapping presents, though. After all, his sister had only arrived yesterday and that barely gave him enough time to find something for her. He still wasn't sure what he would get or make for her, but he was sure he'd figure it out eventually. He'd seen all sorts of candy recently so perhaps he would try to get some of that for her. If there was anything they agreed on, it was their love for food. However, he wasn't known to be the best cook... Surely she would appreciate his effort? No, he didn't think that was likely. He'd just have to figure something out.
In his contemplation, he came across Orpheus, who seemed to have just finished wrapping his own presents and the man smiled lightly, making his way closer to the other being. "Perhaps, but these look lovely as they are. I think you did very well, given the lack of, um-" It was then he realized that he wasn't sure if what he was about to say would be taken as odd. Then again, he assumed that most of the things he said were considered odd by the creatures who'd been here before him. They understood this world far better than he did and they didn't have any strange questions about what all of it was or how certain things operated. They just knew whereas Clarence felt as though he were having to learn everything all over again. "Given your lack of thumbs, I mean," he concluded, feeling his face heat up a bit as he admitted his own thoughts. He cleared his throat a bit before adding, "I've never been any good at wrapping. I wish I was but I can never get the edges quite right."
In his contemplation, he came across Orpheus, who seemed to have just finished wrapping his own presents and the man smiled lightly, making his way closer to the other being. "Perhaps, but these look lovely as they are. I think you did very well, given the lack of, um-" It was then he realized that he wasn't sure if what he was about to say would be taken as odd. Then again, he assumed that most of the things he said were considered odd by the creatures who'd been here before him. They understood this world far better than he did and they didn't have any strange questions about what all of it was or how certain things operated. They just knew whereas Clarence felt as though he were having to learn everything all over again. "Given your lack of thumbs, I mean," he concluded, feeling his face heat up a bit as he admitted his own thoughts. He cleared his throat a bit before adding, "I've never been any good at wrapping. I wish I was but I can never get the edges quite right."
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