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[idealistic]

"This is Lloyd. Sorry I couldn't catch you; just leave me a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

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[showmeyourwreath]

[She could be, don't test her, bruh.

She detaches herself naturally, but raises a hand to her mouth in mild self-consciousness.]

Oh gosh, I'm sorry, I hope that was okay.

[It was a little impulsive of her because she is honestly incredibly ecstatic. Today is such a good day! It's Christmas/Yule! Lloyd got her something amazing! So many good things are happening!!!]

[idealistic]

[ he has no complaints when Flora breaks up the hug when she does, though he does give a small snort in response to her apology. boy, did that sound awfully familiar... ]

Don't be dumb. Of course it was okay!

[ Lloyd is totally okay with hugs, especially hugs from friends! he steps back, though, rubbing his neck for the 105364th time that day. ]

So, uhh... You have the necklace?

[showmeyourwreath]

[Lloyd, you're going to rub the skin off through your collar!!]

Well, you never know. Some people don't like hugs. And, yes, I do! [It appears, floating and glittering with magic when she waves a hand, before she takes hold of it and offers it to him with a smile.]

Here.

[idealistic]

Don't worry. I'm not one of those people.

[ he has shounen hero skin, Flora, it never rubs off.

Lloyd accepts the necklace when Flora offers it to him, holding it in his palm before moving to undo the hook binding the chain together. it embarrasses him a little to see his work before him again even after he claimed it wasn't exactly perfect, but he ignores it. she said she liked it, so it's fine.

holding both ends of the now detached chain, he turns back to Flora. ]

Hold still.

[showmeyourwreath]

Good to know.

[Flora sweeps her incredibly considerable amounts of hair out of the way to make it easier.

And yes, Lloyd, stop that, it's great.]

Holding.

[idealistic]

[ he's thankful for her extra assistance in getting the hair out of the way. chain in hand, Lloyd steps closer and leans forward. he moves his hands past her shoulders and around her neck, clasping the hook back together while being mindful of any baby hairs that could potentially snag. Flora might be able to note how quickly he puts it on, as though he'd done this before.

he lets the chain trail against his fingers for a second before letting it fall against her. ]

...Happy Yule, Flora.

[showmeyourwreath]

[No problem, bro, she knows she's got a lot there. Once he's finished, she'll offer a kind thank you before moving to look at herself in his bedroom mirror, touching it with gentle sentimentality. It's so lovely on its own, but also for what it represents and she's grateful that someone would think her worthwhile.]

Happy Yule, Lloyd! You're a really great friend, you know that?

[idealistic]

[ his smile falters for the briefest second-- it could be a moment Flora happened to notice or it could have gone right over her head. it depended on whether or not she blinked at that moment.

a great friend, huh...? he was thankful for his friends and he did everything he could to show that... but what he did to them before he arrived at the Drabwurld still left a sour taste in his mouth. does he really still deserve to be called a great friend even after what he did?

now he understands why Zelos likes to wear fake smiles. ]

Heh... You think so?