A little present.
Ah yes.  New Year's Eve.  There were a great many traditions for this around the world and Sin had been fortunate enough to experience many, the Russian Novogodni Odonek still being a favorite.  This year she would be celebrating Stateside with her family, though celebrate was too bright a word considering the recent loss and the grief that would be permeating any festivities.  Still there was room for a little brightness. 

As was custom, Sin made certain a particular package made its way to her nemesis.  The contents varied from year to year but this year the box was particularly amusing: chocolate, coffee....and a pink ninja plushie.

No card was needed; the hot pink ninja was really card enough.