The tips of my cheeks flush at the implication of my childlike reaction to getting a gift, but it's so close to accurate I can't really accurate. "I-I wouldn't say that, exactly," I stammer, eyes darting back over to the present's hiding place. "He gave me the plans to a, a Buddyroid, and asked me to work on it. Her."
As badly as I want to sit down with them, I don't want to do so at the expense of what little social reputation I might have here at the EMC.
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Date: 2013-01-10 08:51 pm (UTC)As badly as I want to sit down with them, I don't want to do so at the expense of what little social reputation I might have here at the EMC.