[ When Spot's out at the bridge next, there's a box waiting for him. And it's definitely for him because it's got his name on it (Spot, not Johnathon, just in case). Inside is a few things: an insulated scarf, a leatherbound empty journal, and...an IOU.
And a note: ]
I wasn't certain what would be most useful to you, so feel free to tell me what would work best. I hope you're doing well. Thank you for your efforts on the project, and I hope you're keeping warm. ~MM
...Look, she's not sure if his body heat operates like everyone else's. It's just in case! ]
[He almost misses the box on his way back to the grind, and even then, he has to double check to make sure that, yes, it is for him and not some other Spot. When he opens it, he does so hunched over on the stairs of some building he’ll be helping to tear down later. For the privacy, of course, and definitely not because it’s been. A WhileTM since someone’s thought of him like this. Gotten him something like this.
People say it’s the thought that counts, and here it really, really does. Makes that spot of his go all watery at the edges, hands scrubbing at his cheeks like he’s got eyes that can cry.
(He’s gonna wear the shit out of that scarf, thank you. He’s not gonna be seen working without it.)
He doesn’t really have much to offer in return, but - he’s got hands and he’s got his portals, doesn’t he? He’ll do all that he can for Mel’s project in turn and hope it’s good enough.
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late december.
Date: 2025-12-17 04:26 pm (UTC)And a note: ]
I wasn't certain what would be most useful to you, so feel free to tell me what would work best.
I hope you're doing well. Thank you for your efforts on the project, and I hope you're keeping warm.
~MM
...Look, she's not sure if his body heat operates like everyone else's. It's just in case! ]
mel... 😭❤️
Date: 2025-12-22 02:21 am (UTC)People say it’s the thought that counts, and here it really, really does. Makes that spot of his go all watery at the edges, hands scrubbing at his cheeks like he’s got eyes that can cry.
(He’s gonna wear the shit out of that scarf, thank you. He’s not gonna be seen working without it.)
He doesn’t really have much to offer in return, but - he’s got hands and he’s got his portals, doesn’t he? He’ll do all that he can for Mel’s project in turn and hope it’s good enough.
And if not, maybe getting her home will be.]