ℂ 002 ] [ out for cake

[ican_takeyou]

Today is Caroline's eighteenth birthday. If anyone had ever told her that she'd be turning a year older in an alternate Chicago, she would've thought they were crazy. This time last year things had been so different, but they just seem to continue changing. Which is why, for tonight, Caroline is seeking out a tiny bit of normal

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[pwnspatrickjane]

Shawn is Shawn. Because Shawn is Shawn, his birthday present for Caroline is a macaroni collage in her likeness, and a card. Shawn is eternally twelve, but really -- at this point in his life, what can you do?

(It's also not really in her likeness, but it is at least vaguely Caroline shaped. That should count for something.)

When he arrives at party, he looks around and sees a few familiar faces, but none that he knows really well. Personally, that's what a party is for. And out he goes, into the foray of being social.

[ican_takeyou]

When she spots Shawn, Caroline excuses herself from a small conversation and heads over toward him.

"Shawn! You made it!"

[pwnspatrickjane]

He grins as he heads towards her, holding out his arms as he does. "Happy birthday!"

[ican_takeyou]

Once she's near him, she'll hug him, because of all the people not from Mystic Falls that she'd met in Chicago - she'd hung out with Shawn the most. A total of two times. That fact did make her realize that she really did need to get out more.

"Thank you!"

[pwnspatrickjane]

He grins as he hugs her tighter, before leaning back to give her his present. "I made it myself."

[ican_takeyou]

"This? This is fantastic. I'm totally hanging it up somewhere." Exhaling, she feels a lot better about this than she has been putting on. There has been the too bright smile for a bit there, but this is going to be okay. This wasn't exactly home, but it's going to have to do for now.

[pwnspatrickjane]

He grins as he watches her relax a little more. "That is a Shawn Spencer original. It should be treasured."

[ican_takeyou]

"Oh, it will be. Very treasured. I mean, I'm still living in the tower, so the wall might drop it, but I'll put it right back."

[pwnspatrickjane]

"Those walls can be very tricky." This much is true. "Curtis Smith, Jr. always has trouble with finding his jingle ball."

[ican_takeyou]

"Curtis Smith Junior? Who's that?"

[pwnspatrickjane]

"My teleporting kitten." He says this as though everyone has a teleporting kitten, which as far as most of the residents of the Kashtta are concerned, everyone does. They've been teleporting around for a while.

[ican_takeyou]

"Is ... that what those things are?" She honestly thought that she was just seeing things.

[pwnspatrickjane]

"Yep," he nods. "They showed up a little over a year ago, just out of nowhere. Pretty sure everyone blamed the Rift."

[ican_takeyou]

"Huh, so you just adopted one, then?"

[pwnspatrickjane]

"More like he adopted me. They tended to just latch on to people and decide to keep them." That's how everyone else wound up with one.

[ican_takeyou]

"That sounds slightly... like a parasite."