Apartment Above Wellspring Arms, Saturday Evening
Jan's birthday party had been a private affair, for once, partly because Nate felt there really wasn't any topping the last time without massive security concerns. One-upping Anakin did not beat security concerns. Also, it meant more plush giraffes, and rather less real giraffes that would eat stuff.
Though Jan seemed to be going off giraffes a little. Finally.
Cake, however, was something she had not gone off of. She had in fact eaten most of her own birthday cake, or whatever she could squish into her stomach, and then, as newly-four-year-olds did, had passed out.
Partly on top of it. The side of her head was sticky.
The apartment was also full of popped balloons.
Nate took in the scene, and was mollified. No security concerns, and she was finally asleep.
[[ for the guy. ]]
Though Jan seemed to be going off giraffes a little. Finally.
Cake, however, was something she had not gone off of. She had in fact eaten most of her own birthday cake, or whatever she could squish into her stomach, and then, as newly-four-year-olds did, had passed out.
Partly on top of it. The side of her head was sticky.
The apartment was also full of popped balloons.
Nate took in the scene, and was mollified. No security concerns, and she was finally asleep.
[[ for the guy. ]]