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Hey! Sorry I wasn't here when you needed me. Just leave me a message and I'll get back to you soon!

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[Late Christmas Gift] 12/26

[theothermrgray]

[Forgive him for being late. He did sleep through Christmas.]

[Still, he will leave an adorable toy rabbit with a ribbon tied around its neck and a card attached to it. The inside reads...]

To Riley,

I cannot thank you enough for the wonderful pet you got me. Basil has been a light of hope in even the darkest times, and his innocent demeanor never fails to bring a smile to my face. So here's how I attempt to repay your kindness. Let's hope this bunny doesn't go multiplying on you.

Sincerely, Dorian Gray

GIFTS

[catchacold]

[Outside her door Riley will find her presents, together with a card that reads:

Happy Hanukkah,

L.S. (Leonard)

One package has two books inside. One more practical and for children and the other is Watership Down, which comes with a warning: It's not a cute rabbit story, but the world's not always cute.

The other has these bracelets and no note. He figures she'll know who to give the other bracelet to.]

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[catchacold]

I'm back, sunshine.

[For the others he's sent the message to, he's also knocked on their door right away, but... He's not sure if he feels like a Riley-brand enthusiastic greeting.]

How's it going?

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[plutonicideals]

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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[plutonicideals]

ur back!!
ur rly back!!!!
mayas gonna b so happy
once shes done being upset prob
pls talk 2 her if u havent yet
but she will b happy 2 see u anyway
i know it
omg
im ok r u ok
it was weird not having u
sry abt the doritos
unless u wanted that many
there were a lot

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[catchacold]

I'm good with the doritos. Though maybe we should share some.

I also like peanut m&m's, for future reference.

I already talked to Maya, it's all good. More or less.

How are you, sunshine?

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[plutonicideals]

rly good :D
esp now that ur back
things arent the same when u arent here u kno?

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[catchacold]

So I gather. Anything happen?

text;

[plutonicideals]

nope
nothing that exciting
so u didnt miss 2 much

text;

[catchacold]

Good.

Means stuff is coming up. Stay safe.

text;

[plutonicideals]

yeah
u 2
cant be comfy 4 2 long here can we

text;

[catchacold]

Afraid not.

But we'll make it through.

[mirror writing]

[thegrayportrait]

[Riley, have you been doing goofy stuff in front of the mirrors again? Because someone's gonna talk to you now.]

Are you trying to mock us with your antics?

[It looks like the message is written in blood... But that's just red paint. Nothing to worry about.]

[plutonicideals]

[She writes back.]

No, I was hoping it'd make some people laugh.

[thegrayportrait]

Why?

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[stefanged]

Guess who got their memories back?

[ Normally, this would've entailed an in-person explanation, or at least an in-person announcement, but Stefan's been slow to make the rounds. As it is, dealing with 160+ years of memories is really, really hard - and he sometimes feels like he's being pulled between Wonderland Stefan and Mystic Falls Stefan. ]

Hint: it's me.
If you're free, I sort of kind of might've made something for us to celebrate.

[plutonicideals]

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
where do u wanna meet
i need 2 give u a hug like yesterday

[stefanged]

I'm good on the hugs, promise.

Usual spot ok? [ the kitchen, he means. ] If not, there's a tea room on the second floor I'm pretty partial to.

[plutonicideals]

usual spot is more than ok
:)
ill see u there?

[stefanged]

Sounds good.

[ The kitchen must've known that Stefan remembers everything today. When Riley steps inside, a space that greatly resembles the Salvatore kitchen greets her. The brick walls, the wooden island, and even the exquisite cookware echo the desires of someone who knows his way around the kitchen.

Stefan's already waiting when she steps in, and he glances up from something he's frosting. Even his fingers are purple. ]

Hey. You came just in time.

[plutonicideals]

Good. I wouldn't want to be late.

[Though, that's when she notices the purple frosting, so she wanders over to peer at what he's doing, should he let her do that.]

What are you doing?

[stefanged]

I might be frosting some cupcakes.

[ He laughs, stepping aside to let her gaze at the array of cupcakes he's frosted so far. It's an even dozen, given that it's just the two of them, though the quality of those purple rosettes and the overall presentation is far above Stefan's (former) pay grade. ]

I know we normally do this together, but I was pretty good at this cooking thing. Before the amnesia, I mean.

[plutonicideals]

I'd believe that. You seem like the kind of guy that would be good at that kind of thing.

[And gaze at the cupcakes she does, they all look so good.]

I never doubted you for a second.

[stefanged]

You officially have more confidence in me than I ever did.

[ His voice is light, but his cheeks are a little too flushed for him to play off the teasing thing. There's also a small paper bag off to one side, with Riley's name written in his strong cursive. (He might be saving that for later.)]

But yeah. I kind of... uh, wanted to show you that I'm back to being me. What better way, right?

[plutonicideals]

[She totally hasn't noticed the bag just yet, mostly because the cupcakes are pretty distracting. ( o_o)]

Nope, you can't get better than this. Can I eat one?

[stefanged]

You can eat all of them, if you don't tell on me.

[ He reaches for a napkin just so he can wipe the frosting off. ] Or save some for later. I'm sure I'll make more.

[plutonicideals]

I promise I won't tell.

[She will, instead, eat everything. And then regret it later. She's even reaching for them now to begin shoving them in her mouth.]

[stefanged]

Awesome. [ He laughs, finally reaching for the paper bag, ] I got you something too.

I meant to give it before, but um. With everything, I think it's more important than ever.