[Visual: What the heck is this?]
Godric is honest-to-god lounging when the visual activates, in drawstring pants and a plain, gray shirt. He looks like he may have gotten into the eggnog fairy blood this post-Christmas season. He's holding a wolf t-shirt and looking perplexed.
"This appeared on the coffee table, with a tag that said it was for me. There was no indication who it was from, but thank you, I suppose." He has no intention of wearing it, ever, and he's a bit disturbed that it had just shown up in his home. It isn't from Sookie, and certainly not from Eric. He gives it a long look before turning his attention back to the tablet.
"Faith, Dawn, did you both receive the Christmas gifts I sent you?" Definitely not entirely sober, otherwise he might have cared enough to make that part private. Right now, he just doesn't.
[ooc: Yup, 4th wall gift. Don't even ask. It's an inside joke about an inside joke and all the LJ entries that explain it are locked. >_>;]
"This appeared on the coffee table, with a tag that said it was for me. There was no indication who it was from, but thank you, I suppose." He has no intention of wearing it, ever, and he's a bit disturbed that it had just shown up in his home. It isn't from Sookie, and certainly not from Eric. He gives it a long look before turning his attention back to the tablet.
"Faith, Dawn, did you both receive the Christmas gifts I sent you?" Definitely not entirely sober, otherwise he might have cared enough to make that part private. Right now, he just doesn't.
[ooc: Yup, 4th wall gift. Don't even ask. It's an inside joke about an inside joke and all the LJ entries that explain it are locked. >_>;]