It took a few days to arrive, but in correspondence, Galekh would find a neatly wrapped gift on his porch. The obnoxious teal bow being tell all of who could have possibly sent it. Inside the package, Galekh would find an assortment of handmade leather bound notebooks, with lined paper, a nice pen set as well as calligraphy set, and a small box of gourmet chocolates. Discreetly placed between the notebooks was a letter hidden inside a teal envelope that read- (1/2)
(2/2) “Apologies. I suppose between work and home life my schedule got the better of me. I could set up a rendez-vous point in Fibonacci if you would like. Unfortunately, it is just too cold for Golden to be a possibility. Call me later. -Tagora. PS. I stole one of your blazers.”
If Galekh were to say that he expected a response to the present he left on his teals door, he would be lying. It wasn’t that he thought Tagora was the type to do such a thing, but that he worried that their relationship was going on the fritz. So when he opened his door one morning to find the box he didn’t think he’d receive, sitting so innocent and gentle on his doorstep, he couldn’t hide his surprise.
And Tagora… still knew what he liked, still cared enough to find something he would enjoy. Maybe he’d been worrying over nothing.
He whipped out his palmhusk as he brought the box inside, pulling up Tagora’s contact and starting a call, waiting with bated breath until the other end picked up.
“Gorjek? I just got your gift. I’d like to plan for that rendez-vous, if you’re available to do so at the moment.”