["Christmas" isn't, strictly speaking, a holiday that Rufus particularly understands — and no amount of binging Hallmark holiday movies is likely to make it any clearer, particularly not when he's busy getting hung up on why a powerful female professional would abandon what appear to be all her life's ambitions in favor of a man with a beard who wears flannel and farms trees. Absolutely bizarre.
Nevertheless, once upon a time he and Wriothesley had a discussion about little treasures and simple joys, which is why a small and modest package shows up at his door on or about Christmas Day, marked as fragile, and containing a little something reminiscent of the sea that he suspects a man who prefers tea to coffee will find some use for.
There's no card — and maybe he wants it that way — but the lone tell of its buyer's identity is the fact that the wrapping is sleek and all-black, real posh nonsense that doesn't seem to suit the holiday at all.]
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Nevertheless, once upon a time he and Wriothesley had a discussion about little treasures and simple joys, which is why a small and modest package shows up at his door on or about Christmas Day, marked as fragile, and containing a little something reminiscent of the sea that he suspects a man who prefers tea to coffee will find some use for.
There's no card — and maybe he wants it that way — but the lone tell of its buyer's identity is the fact that the wrapping is sleek and all-black, real posh nonsense that doesn't seem to suit the holiday at all.]