[ Somewhere, sometime during the day's passing, a small gift box had been left unassumingly in, or near Engineer's workshop. It's not loudly decorated, nor is it blatant what it is at first, just wrapped with a bit of paper and some twine. ]
I've left you something at your shop.
I do hope you enjoy your day.
[ Inside? A meticulously wrapped apple tart. Enough for one; maybe two if no one's particularly feeling dessert. Tucked near is a card with a simple 'Happy Birthday' written in her near impossible to read medical script, and more legible, a small instruction to heat it up before serving. Did she make it herself? Quite possibly. ]
january 19th exactly.
I've left you something at your shop.
I do hope you enjoy your day.
[ Inside? A meticulously wrapped apple tart. Enough for one; maybe two if no one's particularly feeling dessert. Tucked near is a card with a simple 'Happy Birthday' written in her near impossible to read medical script, and more legible, a small instruction to heat it up before serving. Did she make it herself? Quite possibly. ]