[ They had met for their usual tea and catch up in Nocwich which is when Hilda had taken the opportunity to hand deliver Claire's gift. She had made the woman promise not to open it until she returned to Solvunn. It wasn't like it was anything offensive or embarrassing that couldn't be opened in the middle of the tea shop, but Hilda had insisted, claiming to be too sheepish to be there when she did open it.
Some of it had to do with being uncertain whether or not it was a silly purchase or if Claire would find it useful at all. She was normally the sort of person who was incredibly confident in her ability to buy people gifts but as of late even that confidence had taken a bit of a hit. More than that though, it's the contents of the note itself that are the bit embarrassing her.
When Claire does return to her home and opens the large, nicely wrapped box, the smell of leather will hit her first. Wrapped in tissue and a duster bag is a beautifully handstitched doctor's bag that comes with an adjustable strap. The hardware is polished to shine and just below the clasp of the bag stamped in gold, are Claire's initials. It's spacious on the inside, lined with a simple pattern.
A smaller, card version of the bag seems to house the note that accompanies the present. When she opens the "bag", a slip of paper pops out of it with the accompanying words: ]
[ After opening the gift, her breath is quite literally taken away as the smell of rich leather comes through. She can't imagine this didn't cost a small fortune, and it's absolutely beautiful. Much better than the bulky box-shaped kit she'd managed to make cheaply. There's a fond tightness in her chest, and she immediately dashes off a message, even while still running her hands over the leather and exploring the interior. ]
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โ october, backdated to claire's birthday
Some of it had to do with being uncertain whether or not it was a silly purchase or if Claire would find it useful at all. She was normally the sort of person who was incredibly confident in her ability to buy people gifts but as of late even that confidence had taken a bit of a hit. More than that though, it's the contents of the note itself that are the bit embarrassing her.
When Claire does return to her home and opens the large, nicely wrapped box, the smell of leather will hit her first. Wrapped in tissue and a duster bag is a beautifully handstitched doctor's bag that comes with an adjustable strap. The hardware is polished to shine and just below the clasp of the bag stamped in gold, are Claire's initials. It's spacious on the inside, lined with a simple pattern.
A smaller, card version of the bag seems to house the note that accompanies the present. When she opens the "bag", a slip of paper pops out of it with the accompanying words: ]
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