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[nightandday]

Rupert,

Hau'oli lā hānau!

♥,           
Antigone

P.S. - This is the most polite birthday card I've ever written. It's awful.

[An old, dusty, very serious copy of Shakespeare's Hamlet. Wrapped in a (far less obnoxious than it honestly could be, let's be real here people) Hawaiian shirt.]

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[somethingwick_ed]

Initially, Rupert assumes that his present is presented to him in a really tacky cloth wrapping, though he quickly realizes that it is, in fact, a shirt. He makes a face (though, honestly, it's more dramatic than he's feeling for Iggy's benefit), sets it aside, and looks over the book. He very nearly puts it to his nose to smell, because old books always smell good, but seems to remember he's in public so it only gets partway to his face before he looks to Iggy. There's a hint of embarrassment in his features, even though he's trying to push it down.

"Thank you, even if the shirt is... garish."

[nightandday]

Iggy definitely sticks around long enough to grin widely and knowingly at him the entire time, her own expression overdone in direct combat to the politeness of her card.

"That shirt," she replies, factual for all that it's very obviously amused. "Is at least five times less garish than any shirt I've seen the Old Man wear in my life."