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albus potter will lie to you (justordinary) wrote in flippedrpg,
@ 2013-01-01 00:58:00

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ch: can: albus potter, ch: swap: toma riddle, p: emmy, p: kit

Who: Alby and Toma
What: TOMA'S BIRTHDAY
When: December 31st
Where: Their Unit with Gamma
Warning: IDK yet

Albus sucked in a very steady breathe as he shielded the flame with the palm of his hand, walking steadily up behind Toma, having finally found her. A delicate and simple candle was stuck in the top of the cupcake, with a small flame lit on top, and he was biting down on the inside of his lip. For days he had been fretting over and over how to handle this day. He knew it needed to be handled in a very precise manner. It couldn't be extravagant nor over the top. It needed to be simple. No big celebration. He has tossed away the idea of a gift. He felt like that would be too big of a leap this year. Perhaps in the future. For now, he thought it was more important to show that someone remembered and had cared about the day.

He came around, eyes lifting to look at her, and sucked in a breath. "I have something for you," he said gently, as he pulled his hand back to reveal the candle ontop of the cake. With a gentle movement, he held it out for her, hoping she would take it.

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soriddled
2013-01-01 06:10 am UTC (link)

Toma had become very good at letting this day pass with no hurrahs. None of her peers at school knew her birthday and, if they did, they knew better than to mention it. She was not a birthday celebration type of woman and they knew it. Challenging that meant challenging her and most of her peers feared her enough not to test it.

Here, though, too many people knew. It didn't help, either, that Merrell was here. If anyone would ruin this day for her, she was sure it would be him. The day began to pass, however, without any sign from him and, at some point in the evening, she'd begun to think that she'd be able to pass through this day with absolutely no acknowledgement of her birthday. She hated December. January couldn't come soon enough.

So when she sensed the flickering of the flame and spotted the small cake in Albus' hands, Toma immediately frowned and glanced up at him, meeting his eyes. She set her book to the side and asked, "What's this?"

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justordinary
2013-01-01 06:15 am UTC (link)

"It is whatever you want it to be," he said very cautiously. He didn't think it right that the day was supposed to go by unacknowledged. In his mind, that was the way of the past and not something that should be continued, but it was certainly not something that should be forced away from her. It was up to her what she wanted to do with the gesture.

What mattered, in his eyes, was that the gesture was made.

"I did try to make as much of it on my own as I could. If there is any egg shell in the cake itself, I am sorry. My Gran scolded my egg cracking technique..." he quietly added on.

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