[open birthday post]

[waragainstfaith]

*all right, so it's not as if he really wants to talk to people, but that's never been an obstacle

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[screwierthanyou]

*flops next to him* You.

[waragainstfaith]

*glances up with a faint grin* Hi there.

[screwierthanyou]

Hi yourself. How goes?

[waragainstfaith]

It looks like I'm nineteen today. *shrugs*

[therainbowsheep]

*pauses a moment, then tilts his head to one side* Tell me I was not meant to psychically know about this and get you something, because unless you want a baby, a cat or notes on genetic modification, you're out of luck.

[waragainstfaith]

*...quirks an eyebrow at him, but -- that's a crooked smile* I like cats well enough, but no. I don't expect gifts from people not family.

[therainbowsheep]

Oh, good. I'd rather keep them around, anyway, but being on your good side is almost more important than having Deoxy on my head most nights.

[waragainstfaith]

I'm flattered, I'm sure. *amused look*

[camerastealsoul]

*I don't think he ever mentioned it to Arcadio-- but here, have a best friend anyway, Dio, leaning over to kiss you on the nose and ruffle your hair* Hi there.

[waragainstfaith]

*nah, probably not -- wrinkles his nose automatically, but he gets a genuine grin* Hi, Arcadio. Did I forget to tell you it's my birthday?

[camerastealsoul]

*leans over the couch-- is it a couch? behind him* You did. How old're you now?

[waragainstfaith]

*it is indeed!* Nineteen, at last count.

[iwannabethe]

*okay, so I know Tona knows, and I know he's also feeling the effects of the argument last night-- anger, curdled into a sort of sullen embarassment, so he'll be wandering idly, harpsichord case on a strap over his shoulder, and he'll pull down the brim of his hat over his eyes as he sees Dio* ...Hey.

[waragainstfaith]

*...sets his guitar to the side as he sees Tona, pushing his hair out of his eyes to study him for a moment* Hi. Want something?

[iwannabethe]

No. Just sort of-- *tilts his hat up, then back down again* I know I was a jerk last night, and I didn't mean to get that pissed off. So... Sorry, I guess.

[waragainstfaith]

*rests his chin in his hand* It's fine. I didn't mind until -- *slight gesture* Don't worry about it.

[savagelystill]

*flops next to him, then -- presumably there'll be/has been some sort of really insanely ridiculously awesome present, but as established, the typist is too lazy to think of it yay, so he'll just get sistersnuggles for now* Hey, happy birthday. You'll be my age for a month now.

[waragainstfaith]

*eeeee, a sister ^__^* *because, you know, he's in a good mood, she gets a bright grin and brothersnuggles* Hi, April. I feel so grown up.

[savagelystill]

Amazing. And here I thought you never would. *ruffles his hair* What's new?

[waragainstfaith]

*wrinkles his nose automatically* I went flying with Jordan.