Gifts and Gaping
Trinity stares at the opened box, then at the woman who’s given it to her-older, a knowing smile on her lips, quite proud of her gift-then back at the box. She manages a weak smile and thanks before darting away as quickly as she can. This is the twenty-seventh time she’s been given the same thing, four of those times from the council as a whole, and one, extremely embarrassing, time from Morpheus. Time twenty-seven and she still can’t deal with it in any other way than she did the first time, glancing about before going towards the railing, then hastily leaving.
A moment later someone two levels down gives a yelp as a box of fertility drugs lands on top of them.