Morning, buddy. Merry Christmas. Here, I got ‘cha a lil something. I know we ain’t supposed to open gifts until later, but, this is an exception, kay?

Geno gave a sly wink, casually handing you a small present, and sliding his hands into his pockets, eagerly awaiting for your reaction once you saw what it was. His soft eye was watching your expression, alongside the unopened present in your hands.

Don’t be shy now, it ain’t gonna bite. I can guarantee you’ll like it, trust me.