[A medium sized box with neatly folded clothes inside, ranging from tank tops to t-shirts and long sleeved sweaters. They all fit to varying degrees but none are too big or too small. There is a note]
"Here ya go scamp! Got Max ta help me with folding them and such, I think he might have snuck some other stuff in there as well? I saw him writin some things onta notes."
[At the very bottom of the box is a bunch of differently colored notes, all neatly written, with words apon words of affirmation, things that a father would say to their kid. There is also a small soft Pelipper feather with them... maybe it was put in there by accident?]
...Thank you. Sincerely.
I'll treasure these forever.
[As always, there's a photo attached of Saint. He's wearing one of the sweaters, and the photo is at an angle where it shows his roots starting to grow back in. His red roots.]
Fun fact, kids always used to tell me I was a splitting image of Max... Just in woman form. Well... Guess it's time to return to my "splitting image" roots... ^_________^ /silly
(surprise under the cut!)
[There's another picture of Saint, shirtless, clearly not long after his top surgery, based on the scars. He had short, red hair, and is wearing thin-framed rectangle glasses.]
Surprise! Just for reference... I don't really see it, but maybe you can...? Anyway, pardon the shirtless-ness, it's the only good, not cryptic photo I had XD
[Pelipper mail! A small box with a transportable insulated container full of potato soup, and three small containers with cheese, bacon bits, and chives. Once more there is a note along with a picture of a large pot of potato soup.]
"Here you go Saint, please send me a message if you want more I um... might have made a full three days worth by accident.
And don't ask how I did that by accident, I do not know.
- Maxie"