Happy birthday, Nia!

[princeprincess]

Nia,

I hear mason jars are very 'in' over in your neck of the woods, and I want you to be accepted by your ilk. As always, good luck keeping all those naughty bears in line.

Love,
Mackenzie

[Fresh daisies and roses. A set of magical indoor herb garden jars for Nia's window, which will regulate watering what's grown in them. A rainbow necklace.]

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[heyitsnia]

Nia has experienced no less than three actual human emotions today and it’s not even dinnertime, yet. This is mildly alarming. Does that count as a fourth? She needs a nap.

The flowers get set out on her desk; she fusses over how they fall in the vase for a solid two minutes. The jars she spends an eternity arranging so that they are just so in the window. Now she’s a real Ebonhide. A snicker. When that's done, she takes a moment to smile at it all for a while.

Afterward, Nia tracks Kenzie down between classes, sneaks up behind her, playfully pinches her side and blows her a kiss. “You are too good to me, doll. Thank you.”