#raddy never needs to sign off his gifts.. simon always knows.. hes such a sweetheart

[asksprunkiestsimon]

*As the clocks hit twelve and the fireworks explode in the sky, showering everything within its reach in a array of beautiful colors, something approaches the yellow sprunki. A little red anon peers up at him before pressing a few boxes into his hands, then leaving from the way it came. Odd. There is not signature on these, nor any notes or colored cards attached. Well, thats not to be dwelled on. Within the first package is a. . . dress? A black high-low, silky and smooth, pleasant to the touch. Within another package is a set of black combat boots to go with. They're new, the leather uncreased, untouched, and perfect as is. Sturdy and beautiful. Within the third packages likes a few food items. Donuts, pink frosting on top, a milk boba tea, and a large bowl of still warm, homemade dumplings. Huh. I wonder who that could be from. Quite the thoughtful gift however*

[ Simon was just out admiring the fireworks, having parted from Vinnie momentarily to find things that could be used at firewood.. When he was approached by a strange anon. Before he could even greet the guy, he was already off ] [ Packages? Interesting. Simon spared NO TIME tearing into them one by one. Paranoia is afraid of this guy!! ]

[ Every single package that was unwrapped was met with an especially mystified "yooooo.." that increased in volume at each box, ending on the grand finale of "yooo SHIT!!!" when he opened the dress ]

[ And you know he tried that shit on ]

" ..radderick you beautiful bastard " " oh i am dangerously serving "

[ I think it's safe to say he likes his gift ] [ It's even more safe to say that he instantly picked up on who this is from.. ] [ It's safest to say that Radderick is not his real name ]

[ With enthusiasm, he crouches over to enjoy his New Year's snack of tea and donuts ]

No background under the cut bc he's kinda cute!!: