You know, I can't say I'm exactly glad to have been here for a year, but this cake isn't so bad. Shockingly enough, I know.

Kinda makes up for not having any for my own birthday.

[Mika's in her bathroom, standing in front of the sink wearing a tank top with a pair of scissors held in her right hand with her foremost locks of hair trapped between the fingers of her left hand. She looks tired even as she begins to cut, and even as she starts to pull tufts of her undercoat out, it starts to become obvious that she's grown in a ( Read more... )