[Left in Anghel's mailbox is a painted card. The card smells of pine needles, snow and a fireplace, and features Papyrus, waving enthusiastically ahead. Somehow there's boneprint snowflakes faintly falling against the pale background. Along the header and footer, the card reads:]
HAPPY GYFTMAS (ON THE MOON) FROM PAPYRUS!!!
[Inside, a personal message continues:]
HI ANGHEL, I HAD TO REWRITE YOUR CARD BECAUSE... . . . ! I DIDN'T KNOW WHERE TO PUT IT! NOT UNTIL I SAW SOMEONE ELSE'S GIFT IN THE BASKET. WHO KNEW MAILBOXES CAME IN BASKET FORM? ARE MAIL OPENING PICNICS A THING? THAT SOUNDS LIKE A GOOD TIME FOR PAYING BILLS. NO NEED TO SHACKLE ONESELF TO THE KITCHEN TABLE, CROUCHING OVER A HUNDRED DOCUMENTS... BUT SITTING IN THE SUN AMIDST THE FLOWERS... FILLING OUT TAX FORMS.
Mailbox - Winter Break
Date: 2018-01-07 02:43 pm (UTC)HAPPY GYFTMAS
(ON THE MOON)
FROM PAPYRUS!!!
[Inside, a personal message continues:]
HI ANGHEL,
I HAD TO REWRITE YOUR CARD BECAUSE...
. . . !
I DIDN'T KNOW WHERE TO PUT IT!
NOT UNTIL I SAW SOMEONE ELSE'S GIFT IN THE BASKET.
WHO KNEW MAILBOXES CAME IN BASKET FORM?
ARE MAIL OPENING PICNICS A THING?
THAT SOUNDS LIKE A GOOD TIME FOR PAYING BILLS.
NO NEED TO SHACKLE ONESELF TO THE KITCHEN TABLE, CROUCHING OVER A HUNDRED DOCUMENTS...
BUT SITTING IN THE SUN AMIDST THE FLOWERS...
FILLING OUT TAX FORMS.