[ He can't help the little surge of delight that steals over him when he sees her smile, and his nervousness melts away. It dawns on him just how hopeful he'd been that she would like it, how important it was that she not find it lame, and how pleasant it is to see the corners of her mouth curl. Their hands are close enough to touch, and he has to quell the urge to bridge the gap between them.
Oh quiznak, he thinks to himself, you're in trouble now, man. ]
Heh, my gift-giving skills are still on point. [ He tries, but ultimately fails, to really sound pompous. Instead he just sounds fond. ] Glad you like it.
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Oh quiznak, he thinks to himself, you're in trouble now, man. ]
Heh, my gift-giving skills are still on point. [ He tries, but ultimately fails, to really sound pompous. Instead he just sounds fond. ] Glad you like it.