[ god, when the fuck was the last time he'd celebrated a birthday? he doesn't know. maybe before he'd first be resleeved? but even then, it wasn't like his parents were really fans of parties and celebrations or anything resembling a normal fucking life.
but here he is, nearly three centuries old and in the same vicinity at someone deciding that a birthday celebration was just what was needed.
well, he wasn't going to pass up free food. ]
What kind of cake?
[ he doesn't bother with the network. she has to be the one with the birthday considering he's seen her going in and out of the kitchen all fucking day. ]
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but here he is, nearly three centuries old and in the same vicinity at someone deciding that a birthday celebration was just what was needed.
well, he wasn't going to pass up free food. ]
What kind of cake?
[ he doesn't bother with the network. she has to be the one with the birthday considering he's seen her going in and out of the kitchen all fucking day. ]
Anything good?