[birthday] for Claire

[hank_callahan]

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[its_notluck]

It was kind of a surprise to walk out and find presents stacked outside her door. At first she was confused as she started to open them but it quickly became clear who they were from, a laugh escaping her every time she found a new item.

Then she found the tote bag and the note, her eyes widening as she read the end. Forgetting her presents on her bed, she ran out of her room, not caring that it was the afternoon and she was in pajamas.

Opening the door, she looked to see where Hank was.

[hank_callahan]

...and was promptly body slammed by the aforementioned giggling mass of humanity, complete with duffel bag still slung across her back.

"Think fast, whore!!!"

[its_notluck]

There was a startled yelp as the body slam sent them both tumbling to the ground. Laughing, she slapped at her friend's arm.

"Shut up wench."

Beaming, she hugged Hank tightly then. "You're here!"

[hank_callahan]

"What, you thought you'd get shut of me on your birthday? Fuck that." she laughed, hugging her back warmly. She started to let Claire up just before yanking her back down again and making kissy noises right in her face.

"C'mon, Blondie, gimme a hello kiss!"