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[milli-timed to earlier in the afternoon]
Despite her discussion with Enzo earlier, the twenty-fifth of February arrives with little to no fanfare for Danielle Fenton. She's never had a birthday before (if the anniversary of her creation had passed during her time spent with Vlad, he certainly had never done anything special to recognize it). She has no idea what she's supposed to do or how she's supposed to feel. So, to her, today's just a normal day (for Milliways, that is).
Dani pauses to read the sign about tabs before hopping up onto a barstool. "Chocolate milkshake, please. And what's the damage?"
A napkin appears on the bartop with the number '0' written on it. A second later the requested milkshake appears, accompanied by a frosted cupcake with a single lit candle on it. The writing on the napkin changes to 'Happy Birthday, Dani.'
She blinks, then smiles. "Thanks, Bar."
Despite her discussion with Enzo earlier, the twenty-fifth of February arrives with little to no fanfare for Danielle Fenton. She's never had a birthday before (if the anniversary of her creation had passed during her time spent with Vlad, he certainly had never done anything special to recognize it). She has no idea what she's supposed to do or how she's supposed to feel. So, to her, today's just a normal day (for Milliways, that is).
Dani pauses to read the sign about tabs before hopping up onto a barstool. "Chocolate milkshake, please. And what's the damage?"
A napkin appears on the bartop with the number '0' written on it. A second later the requested milkshake appears, accompanied by a frosted cupcake with a single lit candle on it. The writing on the napkin changes to 'Happy Birthday, Dani.'
She blinks, then smiles. "Thanks, Bar."