[ On the morning of the 25th, there's a box outside of San's door in the worst Halloween wrapping paper imaginable.
What's inside is similarly as tacky. It's an impossibly fluffy bathrobe, designed to look like your stereotypical wizard's outfit, and a sleeping cap to match. Both are red, and covered with felt stars.
Next to them is a note, in Lion's painfully formal handwriting. "I will be entirely honest: I had no idea what to gift you, so I went with something that I'd hope you at least find amusing. It... seemed like a good idea before Thay, at least.
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forward dated to the 25th
What's inside is similarly as tacky. It's an impossibly fluffy bathrobe, designed to look like your stereotypical wizard's outfit, and a sleeping cap to match. Both are red, and covered with felt stars.
Next to them is a note, in Lion's painfully formal handwriting. "I will be entirely honest: I had no idea what to gift you, so I went with something that I'd hope you at least find amusing. It... seemed like a good idea before Thay, at least.
... I hope you're okay. Happy Candlenights, Sans-san,
- Ushiromiya Lion." ]