She didn't take his lack of pleasure poorly immediately, knowing full well no one could really be expected to give a shit about a plain box. That didn't stop her from balling her fists on her thighs, tense and uncertain as she watched him open the thin white cardboard container and brush aside the green tissue paper.
Inside was a sturdy coat. It wasn't leather, like Squall's, nor so form-fitting and specific in design. Squall, she observed, liked form over function, but needed function as well. Seifer struck her as someone that preferred function over form, but wanted to look good if he could, so she had selected their gifts appropriately.
There was no way to get exactly the same things as the boys had lost, but she tried to get something modern, fashionable and still highly functional for both of them. even if they didn't like them, Roze stood by the belief that it was the thought that counted in the end.
Still, she was proud of the layers, the thick zippers and the many pockets. The hood offered a variety of uses, but she liked the mysterious shade it offered for the sake of dramatic flair. The coat cuffs had thumb holes, optional use that made the coat much less likely to get in the way while fighting. Great for any weather, hot, cold or rainy.
She didn't just pick the first thing she saw. She picked a coat that she honestly felt would world for him, look good on him, and serve in place of the last one, until he found something he liked better.
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Inside was a sturdy coat. It wasn't leather, like Squall's, nor so form-fitting and specific in design. Squall, she observed, liked form over function, but needed function as well. Seifer struck her as someone that preferred function over form, but wanted to look good if he could, so she had selected their gifts appropriately.
There was no way to get exactly the same things as the boys had lost, but she tried to get something modern, fashionable and still highly functional for both of them. even if they didn't like them, Roze stood by the belief that it was the thought that counted in the end.
Still, she was proud of the layers, the thick zippers and the many pockets. The hood offered a variety of uses, but she liked the mysterious shade it offered for the sake of dramatic flair. The coat cuffs had thumb holes, optional use that made the coat much less likely to get in the way while fighting. Great for any weather, hot, cold or rainy.
She didn't just pick the first thing she saw. She picked a coat that she honestly felt would world for him, look good on him, and serve in place of the last one, until he found something he liked better.