I was actually 17 or 18 at the time, so it's even more pathetic than it sounds.
Since then I haven't bothered with one, for the simple reason I never needed to. My house is littered with pens, pencils and large tins of crayons, and somewhere there's a toolbox full of acrylics and gouache, but I haven't seen that in years either so I think it's taken itself off in disgust. Most stationery just floats around on desks or in drawers.

It keeps them all together, is perked up by four OHTO Smile Slide Clips—I didn't buy them to clip paper together, they were just so cute I wanted to own them—and they're chaperoned by Barkvolio, my furry bookmark who's currently on sabbatical while I work my way through some ebooks.
I no longer have to clatter around fishing out the right pen for the line I'm drawing and it keeps everything in line so efficiently I'm actually tempted to buy another to keep the gel pens in...
Not too bad for my first pencil case in twelve years.
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