IC Inbox for Kaisou

[neverbreaks]

INBOX text / audio / video / action -supposed to be recording? Oh wait, there it goes. Uh, okay...this is Luisa Madrigal. If you need to reach me, I guess you can leave a message? That's how this works, right? art credit code credit

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[neverbreaks]

[ Luisa has a bit of an idea why he's being evasive, but she won't press. Instead she steps closer until she's able to pull him in for a one-armed hug, still holding the wrapped gift in the other. ]

Yeah, Merry Christmas! I'm really glad you came over.

[ Stepping back a bit, she then kneels down so she's more level with him, holding the gift in both hands in front of him. ]

Though I still would've dropped this off at your place anyway. But now's a good time, since you're here.

[ And if there was still any doubt who the present wrapped in shimmery red paper was actually for, the tag coming from the green bow was hopefully noticeable to read: Para Alberto, ¡Feliz Navidad! ]

[prontissimo]

[ Alberto's eyes go big. Even for how many gifts he's gotten from all the Madrigals alone over time, he's still surprised every time. It always leaves him verklempt, too, overcome with emotion and gratitude as a reminder for just how much his life has changed in the past year... He accepts it looking rather stunned, examining the label quietly, but then launches himself into a tight hug with his arms around her neck. ]

Grazie mille, Luisa.

[ When he pulls back, he's grinning ear-to-ear, a soft, tender smile he can't swallow, not his usual smug smirk. That act gets dropped so easily in the presence of just about anyone in this family. He's worn more real smiles here in La Casa Madrigal than anywhere else, possibly — except for his apartment with Luca, of course. He fiddles with the tag again, admiring it (and smitten cuz he learned about Christmas in Spanish class, so feels very much in the know and secure in his human-ing knowledge right now), but doesn't move to open the gift. Just looks back up to her with a more resolved smile. ]

I already hid yours downstairs. And Isabela's and Dolores', too.

[ ...Because that's the done thing, right? Sneak into your friends' houses and hide presents? Alberto figures it's fine if Luisa didn't get to sneak hers over, as is traditional (...), he'll still wait to open it on Christmas morning like he's supposed to.

...Look, school doesn't teach him everything... Wires still get crossed. He's got it half-right? ]