He's probably made a donation already, since he was doing a lot of that around Christmas. The mun just didn't think of it.
"I wasn't worried about them poking fun, it's just... hard to imagine a gaggle of girls being so excited over me they send me sweaters. Through my girlfriend." He refolds the top sweater, trying to get his embarrassment under control. "Or maybe I just don't get out enough?" That's probably part of it. That, and the way he tends to look all brooding and paranoid anyplace he isn't familiar with. He's been at the Way enough to drop that, at least.
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Date: 2011-01-04 10:26 pm (UTC)"I wasn't worried about them poking fun, it's just... hard to imagine a gaggle of girls being so excited over me they send me sweaters. Through my girlfriend." He refolds the top sweater, trying to get his embarrassment under control. "Or maybe I just don't get out enough?" That's probably part of it. That, and the way he tends to look all brooding and paranoid anyplace he isn't familiar with. He's been at the Way enough to drop that, at least.