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Characters: Komachi and [OPEN]
Content: Komachi wants a birthday party. You want to come. Don't you?
Setting: A spare room near the 4423 kitchens
Time: Early evening, 30th of March.
Warnings: Hopefully, none.
Komachi thought she'd done a very good job of putting together a birthday party for herself, really. Hopefully everyone else would agree. She hoped some people would turn up - she'd mentioned it on the journal and left the door conspicuously open, but maybe that wouldn't be enough?
She surveyed her handiwork once again, rubbing slightly sticky hands on her already flour-smudged clothes. She'd spent a fairly large part of the day making cakes and treats for this, and although most of them were a little burnt, a little sagging, or both, and the kitchen, despite her efforts to clean it, was now far from spotless, she thought she'd done rather well.
Maybe it would be alright to take a piece of cake for herself now, while no-one was looking? Or would that be rude?
On second thoughts, did it matter? It was her party.
Content: Komachi wants a birthday party. You want to come. Don't you?
Setting: A spare room near the 4423 kitchens
Time: Early evening, 30th of March.
Warnings: Hopefully, none.
Komachi thought she'd done a very good job of putting together a birthday party for herself, really. Hopefully everyone else would agree. She hoped some people would turn up - she'd mentioned it on the journal and left the door conspicuously open, but maybe that wouldn't be enough?
She surveyed her handiwork once again, rubbing slightly sticky hands on her already flour-smudged clothes. She'd spent a fairly large part of the day making cakes and treats for this, and although most of them were a little burnt, a little sagging, or both, and the kitchen, despite her efforts to clean it, was now far from spotless, she thought she'd done rather well.
Maybe it would be alright to take a piece of cake for herself now, while no-one was looking? Or would that be rude?
On second thoughts, did it matter? It was her party.