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[onmychest]

[ near the mess hall, you may notice a great big cake! The cake is attached to about two dozens balloons, and it's currently. Floating along through the air. Yup.

an amused Kryptonian walks after it. ]

Thanks, Camp.

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[acloneforever]

Well that's... something.

[onmychest]

That it is.

[acloneforever]

It's your birthday?

[onmychest]

Yeah, I guess so.

[acloneforever]

Huh... happy birthday?

[onmychest]

Thanks. Want cake?

[acloneforever]

Sure.

[onmychest]

[ goes to grab that cake then ]

[acloneforever]

[ walks along ]

[onmychest]

[ got it! ]

Here we go.

[acloneforever]

Why all the ballons though?

[onmychest]

To be extra celebratory, I guess?

[acloneforever]

It works.

[onmychest]

Yeah, it's really subtle.

[acloneforever]

Like a brick.

[onmychest]

At least no one's singing.