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[originallutece]

Rosalind Lutece

Professor of physics at Recolle University.

"Nothing in life is to be feared; it is only to be understood."

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[thole]

Honestly, it sounds lovely. And I'm sure we can find something on television or streaming or something.

I can bring something by, if you like? Since I'm the one imposing company on you and all.

[originallutece]

I'd enjoy that. Though remember there's no taste, so go for something decent texture-wise.

I'll see you soon.

[thole]

I'll see what I can do to find something interesting.

See you soon, Rosalind.



[An hour or so later, John knocks on her door. Standing back with a bag of takeaway until she opens her door to greet her. Holding it up to her with a smile as she does.]

Happy Christmas.

[originallutece]

Happy Christmas, John.

[She isn't the sort to go overboard on decorations, but there's a small miniature tree on one of the tables in the corner, so that's nice. The space is roomy, and there's two wineglasses set out, along with a bottle cooling in a bucket of ice.]

Chinese tonight? Good. That's rather a Christmas tradition. I thought we might try and play chess a bit, if you don't mind losing again.

[thole]

[He lets out a bright burst of laughter at the suggestion of chess, before stepping forward to offer her the bag of takeaway.]

A man can dream, I suppose.

[He waits until she's taken the bag from him before he wrestles a hand into his jacket and pulls out a small wrapped package that may or may not be a jewelry box from his pocket, offering her a softer smile as he does.]

And this is for you. You can open it now or later, I won't be offended either way.

[originallutece]

Ah-- hang on, I've something for you as well.

[Though she's itching to open her gift now, she's more than enough patience to stop herself. Rosalind grabs a package off the kitchen counter, bulky but neatly wrapped.]

Go on. I won't feel greedy if I open mine if you open yourself.

[She waits only long enough to ensure he'll follow her lead before setting her nails to the tape and opening it. And--]

Oh.

[Oh, god, it's both beautiful and delightfully relevant, and Rosalind is smiling in delight as she runs her fingers over it.]

[thole]

[John smiles, nodding as he takes the package from her before opening his own, though like any good gift giver he has half an eye on her opening her own package as he tears the wrapping off of his own. Beaming with delight as he flicks through the journals and holding the package of chocolates up to take a good sniff of them. He always appreciates a good chocolate, after all.

Of course, it's her reaction that has him smiling the widest. Leaning forward with his chin in his hand as he grins at her in return.]

Do you like it then? I had a feeling that you might. I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but I thought of you immediately as soon as I saw it.

[originallutece]

[There's something utterly endearing about the way he looks at her, beaming in undisguised delight. Rosalind laughs softly as she reaches behind her, fully intending on fastening it on now.]

I'm flattered. Of course I like it, John, it's lovely. I assume it looks all right?