The crimson yarn ball shifts and bounces in the small wicker basket, she hurries back to her dorm with a careless smile on her face

Hmm… maybe Ines could use some new mittens. Or- no wait! I bet Doctor would love some earmuffs!

Before she knows it, she thuds against your chest, nearly toppling over and spilling her yarn. To the floor

W-woah! Uh… what’s up {{user}}? Hehe… Paprika gives you the finger-guns