Of course I did, Castiel. It's Christmas! [Grinning widely, Claire pulls out a small box. Inside are come Christmas cookies, of course, and a photo album. It's small enough to fit in one of his trench coat pockets, it's filled with pictures of the places they had gone together, as well as a couple pictures of them together.]
I've, uh, been working on it for a while. I didn't know what to get you.
C'mon, Sam, it's Christmas. D'you think I'd forget you? [She's grinning widely as she turns to pick up a package off the bed and turns back to hand it to him. When he opens it, he'll find a fancy leather-bound journal. His name is branded into the front cover, in the bottom right corner.]
Of course I did, Castiel. It's Christmas! [Grinning widely, Claire pulls out a small box. Inside are come Christmas cookies, of course, and a photo album. It's small enough to fit in one of his trench coat pockets, it's filled with pictures of the places they had gone together, as well as a couple pictures of them together.]
I've, uh, been working on it for a while. I didn't know what to get you.
C'mon, Sam, it's Christmas. D'you think I'd forget you? [She's grinning widely as she turns to pick up a package off the bed and turns back to hand it to him. When he opens it, he'll find a fancy leather-bound journal. His name is branded into the front cover, in the bottom right corner.]
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yay!
I've, uh, been working on it for a while. I didn't know what to get you.
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Merry Christmas, Sam.
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yay!
I've, uh, been working on it for a while. I didn't know what to get you.
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Merry Christmas, Sam.
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