Brian squinted at the cat-man, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He realised a little belatedly that the man's apple was still in his hand, so he ran over and deposited it on top of the stack and ran back to his very comfortable spot on the floor. Oh, don't mind him. It was just that 9 am was too close to the crack of dawn these days, and it was cold. It was human instinct to want to sleep and conserve body heat. Oh why weren't they allowed to sleep in everyday?

Horrible gifts, though? "It depends on the gift. If it's clothes, I tend to just shove it to the back of my closet and ignore it... or give it to charity." His ma was expert on the whole charity thing. She was having a field day raiding his closet at home with the alarming rate that he was growing out of his clothes. "Otherwise, I don't find anything particularly horrible. Just impractical."

Mmhmm. Maybe they could learn a warming charm? It would be magnificently appreciated, especially in the December chill. It would also serve as a good birthday-slash-Christmas present. BRR.