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πš“πš˜πš—πšŠπšœ πš πšŠπš›πš. ([personal profile] coherer) wrote2025-11-24 02:30 pm
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[personal profile] blyat 2025-12-26 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sometime in the evening of December 26th, Jonas will find a small bag sitting outside his tent, complete with a note emblazoned with the letter 'J'. The handwriting isn't much better than Jonas's own, and reads:]

J,

Just so you know, my people don't celebrate this holiday until Jan 7th. But since you wrote me a cute letter and already gave me a present, figured I should return the favor.

Can't read your fortune or sing you a carol (I mean, I can, but I won't)... so here's the next best thing.

PS. Π’Ρ‹ Ρ‚ΠΎΠΆΠ΅ ΠΏΡ€ΠΈΠ²Π»Π΅ΠΊΠ°Ρ‚Π΅Π»ΡŒΠ½Π°Ρ. (you're hot too) Keep the ribbon, I have an idea for it later.

PPS. Cigs are native, gonna taste different and give you a headache first hit but it goes away and feels the same in the end. Let me know if you need a light. Got one from this cute guy I met.

C ΠΏΡ€Π°Π·Π΄Π½ΠΈΠΊΠΎΠΌ. (holiday greeting)

- K.


[Inside the bag, Jonas will find an unopened bottle of vodka tied off with a red ribbon. Beside it is a box of hand-rolled cigarettes made with the Sun's Lace plant. And last but certainly not least: a sleek, black bottle of water-based lubricant.]