73.
[Zack's singing to himself, quiet and soft, his feet shuffling across the floor of his home. It's not difficult to tell by the splashing of the water and good spirits that he's busy getting ready to go out with Cloud, that offer of Lux or Thorn still standing. Birthday celebrations had been requested, and he wasn't one to refuse, especially not his antisocial best friend.]
Happy birthday to me.
Happy birthday to me.
[There's a quiet hum as he munches on something, followed by a drink, then the footsteps sounding through the rooms. The bed creaks as he sits on it, boots dragged over to slip and knot on. "Shoo," he mutters to the kitten , before he continues on with his song.]
Happy birthday, dear Zaa~ck.
Happy birthday to m--
[And just like that, the transmission erupts in static and cuts out.]
(OOC: Zack's going home for a bit so I can canon review. Bad timing I know, please forgive me. He'll be gone for a week, maybe two at the most, and all that's going to be left is the earring Sheik gave him for his birthday, dropped in the middle of the floor. Seems some things just aren't meant to go to the Lifestream. )
Happy birthday to me.
Happy birthday to me.
[There's a quiet hum as he munches on something, followed by a drink, then the footsteps sounding through the rooms. The bed creaks as he sits on it, boots dragged over to slip and knot on. "Shoo," he mutters to the kitten , before he continues on with his song.]
Happy birthday, dear Zaa~ck.
Happy birthday to m--
[And just like that, the transmission erupts in static and cuts out.]
(OOC: Zack's going home for a bit so I can canon review. Bad timing I know, please forgive me. He'll be gone for a week, maybe two at the most, and all that's going to be left is the earring Sheik gave him for his birthday, dropped in the middle of the floor. Seems some things just aren't meant to go to the Lifestream. )