" well, if they don't want me to make fun of them, maybe they should've chosen a less ridiculous color for their uniforms. "
she paused.
" it suits you, though. hm .ᐣ "
“Oh Sloane…”
He’s staring down at the holotape, before holding it close to his chest, nodding towards the courier.
“I don’t have a pip boy on account of the… arm, but I will listen to this every chance I get. Thank you so much…”
" just- let me fetch it. "
stood up, went to her backpack. had to look for it in it's depths, but finally managed to get it out. an orange holotape, filled with drawings, and a small note that said 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘬.
" here. " she handed it over, trying not to look at him.
She can’t see it, but he’s smiling big beneath his mask now.
“I think I’ll cherish it forever, something I can use everyday.”
He hadn’t even heard it yet, and it was dear to his heart.
" i just. . . recorded some music you might like. "
they were mumbling now. a little too self conscious, was that. . . a strange gift ?
" that's all. "