A package decorated with an over-sized red bow appears on the porch, containing several glass bottles filled with a clear, amber-coloured liquid. The attached not reads: "I have no clue who lives here, but I thought I'd leave you a little Christmas gift while I'm in the area. Have a pint or two on me! - Honeydew." [from @honeydwarf - Hello there *waves*].
Turps picked up the drink, sloshing it around in the bottle before breaking into a wide grin. He grabbed the note and read it as he walked back into his house, kicking the door closed behind him. “Thank God for Honeydew. I can get drunk for New Year’s now.” (( heyo! *waves* ))











