[typed from the hospital]

[notjealous]

I even planned it. Days in advance. There was going to be cake and people and a stupid baseball game and instead everyone's running around like they're chickens with their heads cut off and I'm in the hospital and I couldn't even really make the stupid thing by myself without Brother's help -- and now I don't even know where it is, and I'm still in the hospital and it's all ruined and I HATE THIS PLACE.

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Happy birthday, Yuuri.