Along with the four rose macarons in a decorative box and the tin of French rose candies wrapped in gift wrap, there was a(n obviously) homemade card tucked in-between the two gifts. It read:
IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY OH MY GODS HAPPY SEVENTEENTH BIRTHDAY!!!! You’re finally seventeen years old, or young. Either it’s the same! Thank you for always being the great inspiration and icon that you are! You truly deserve all the prettiest things in the world :)
I think you told me you were born in Paris once, and how you loved roses. So I got you some fancy rose candies from France. The lady at the store said it’s yummy and can be used like breath mint (you know, for your many birthday kisses to come ;b) The macarons aren’t from France, but they’re still pretty French. And they’re rose flavored, made with real rose petals! I could only get you four after the candies and POM, so don’t share with anyone else! Unless you really want to. And I know they aren’t the fanciest things you’ll get today, but I really hope you’ll enjoy them ♥♥♥
So yeah, I hope all your birthday wises come true, and that you get everything you want & more! Have a happy, happy, happy, lovely, lovely, awesome, spectacular birthday!