Anais M
[Even though she's been saving up, she doesn't think she can/should spend too much, especially since she actually has a few people she wants to buy for. The necklace comes from a headshop in the city, and the box smells of nag champa and patchouli. Inside is a necklace - a small piece of amber set in silver and on a silver chain. It's nothing too fancy, but the color of it matches Anais' eyes almost exactly. A piece of paper is tucked in the box (which is tied with a rather crushed piece of curling ribbon).]
I don't know if this is your color, but it felt right. Merry Christmas.