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Kumatora never knew what to get people for birthdays or Christmas or whatever. And today, Zelda was no exception. Kuma had read in her journal that she was into jewelry, though, so she had picked up a gift certificate for a little jewelry boutique she had found in the city. She still kinda wished she was better at this gift-giving thing.
Kuma slunk down the hall to Zelda's dorm and knocked on the door. Nooooobody answered. Crap. Well, the good thing about gift certificates was that they slid under doors easy. She knelt down and slipped the envelope under the door with a card that read:
Happy Birthday! Hope you had a good one!
-Kumatora
Yeah, she kind of failed writing notes, too.
Kumatora never knew what to get people for birthdays or Christmas or whatever. And today, Zelda was no exception. Kuma had read in her journal that she was into jewelry, though, so she had picked up a gift certificate for a little jewelry boutique she had found in the city. She still kinda wished she was better at this gift-giving thing.
Kuma slunk down the hall to Zelda's dorm and knocked on the door. Nooooobody answered. Crap. Well, the good thing about gift certificates was that they slid under doors easy. She knelt down and slipped the envelope under the door with a card that read:
Happy Birthday! Hope you had a good one!
-Kumatora
Yeah, she kind of failed writing notes, too.