[They look exhausted, maybe worse than they did in the hallway a few days ago. He honestly can't imagine that any of them look too great right now. They're all tired. It's been a wild few months, a wild year, and it's almost over, for all the good that will really do. Weird, though. Weird to think about a new year, a year gone by with no Resets, but--he's trying to avoid thinking about that now. That's for later, when he's staring at his ceiling and trying to sleep.]
[He holds out the paper bag.]
me, party? hell no. got nothing to celebrate. i just finally managed to go get your present. wanted to, uh...give it to you in person. i thought you might throw it out if i left it at the door and all you saw was my name on it.
[He just wants them to see it before they decide to get rid of it.]
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[He holds out the paper bag.]
me, party? hell no. got nothing to celebrate. i just finally managed to go get your present. wanted to, uh...give it to you in person. i thought you might throw it out if i left it at the door and all you saw was my name on it.
[He just wants them to see it before they decide to get rid of it.]