*A gift basket appears.*
*It has a note attached to it that reads:*
Sory I culdnt mak 2 spee slepovr, was buzy at da tim!
I got u sum trets tow! I aso no u ned 2 rezt so i not givng in pesrn.
UWU ANYAN
{PS i cant rit gud so ask if u wana no y i cudnt be dere}
*The gift basket has clementines, a pack of some flower seeds in some inter-dimensional language, raspberry fill croissants and turnovers, and an envelope labeled “dRAwiNg”*
{mod here! I love raspberry turnovers! 10/10 pastry!}
... oh dear...
. . .
[He takes the basket and examines the envelope, opening it.]
*The envelope opens to reveal a drawing on a piece of —slightly crumpled and ripped at the edges— paper*
*Upon further inspection, there are messier and/or failed attempts at drawings at the bottom of the basket, acting as a sort of cushion of the contents of it.*