[Huey Laforet, this is not Hyrule Castle and you are not Princess Zelda.]
[But Christopher obeys. It's his usual trajectory. When Christopher shows up, he knocks politely on the door.
The boxes at his side smell faintly of pine and are wrapped in the colourful paper that signals Christmas presents. (He wrapped Erika's presents in the same paper.)]
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[But Christopher obeys. It's his usual trajectory. When Christopher shows up, he knocks politely on the door.
The boxes at his side smell faintly of pine and are wrapped in the colourful paper that signals Christmas presents. (He wrapped Erika's presents in the same paper.)]