Bulba would come home to a small box tied with string on his bedside table. Its contents: a batch of imperfect and clumsily crafted sugar cookies in the shape of flowers, and a note.]
They were supposed t'be cupcakes but you totally ruined the surprise. I'm still learning, but I hope they're all right. You're always makin' stuff for me, so...
Thanks. For everything. Really.
Happy birthday. I don't know what I'd be without you.
✿ Vinnie
PS. The water's for your hangover in the morning.
[Indeed, there was also a large bottle of water by the box. For re-hydrating your hungover brain later.]
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Bulba would come home to a small box tied with string on his bedside table. Its contents: a batch of imperfect and clumsily crafted sugar cookies in the shape of flowers, and a note.]
They were supposed t'be cupcakes but you totally ruined the surprise. I'm still learning, but I hope they're all right. You're always makin' stuff for me, so...
Thanks. For everything. Really.
Happy birthday. I don't know what I'd be without you.
✿ Vinnie
PS. The water's for your hangover in the morning.
[Indeed, there was also a large bottle of water by the box. For re-hydrating your hungover brain later.]