“How long have you been in that gift box?”
Blaine’s cheeks flushed pink as he stood up. He ducked his head and ran a hand over the back of his neck. “Well, not so long to be completely embarrassed, but long enough to be grateful that you found me, since I think I had too much to drink before getting into the box,” he admitted. Stepping out of the box, Blaine reached for Kitty’s hand and gave it a squeeze. “Don’t worry, it was a dumb idea on my part anyway.”
Reaching into his pocket, Blaine pulled out a long flat box. Inside the box was an empty charm bracelet, save for single script K. It was the perfect accessory for memory making in Blaine’s mind. “Merry Christmas Kitty.”
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