( sitting on otto's step is an oddly shaped, haphazardly wrapped oblong package. it's got some weight to it, and when otto comes to unwrap it he'll find a set of nice-looking golf clubs with the note:
Might be a weird gift, but you remind me of my old man in a lot of ways. The good parts of him. What few good parts of him there were. And my dad loved golfing. So... golf clubs.
If you don't like them, it's cool. We got the receipt around here somewhere.
But golf is surprisingly fun with the right people. Give it a try, man. You might be surprised.
[Otto is a regular guy from New York! He has literally never golfed once in his entire life!
But this note is touching, if slightly concerning in the way that an awful lot of people around here concern him. It makes him feel too bad to text Eddie asking for a gift receipt. So, maybe he'll just attempt golf one of these days? Or maybe he'll hit someone with a golf club. He doesn't typically need an improvised weapon, considering his whole deal, but you never know!]
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Secret Santa! Dec. 25th!
If you don't like them, it's cool. We got the receipt around here somewhere.
But golf is surprisingly fun with the right people. Give it a try, man. You might be surprised.
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But this note is touching, if slightly concerning in the way that an awful lot of people around here concern him. It makes him feel too bad to text Eddie asking for a gift receipt. So, maybe he'll just attempt golf one of these days? Or maybe he'll hit someone with a golf club. He doesn't typically need an improvised weapon, considering his whole deal, but you never know!]
Thank you for the clubs, Eddie. I appreciate it.