RP: Tommy and Oliver Who: Tommy and Oliver, and maybe others Where: Eleven When: Saturday, March 2, 2013 Summary: It's not just Nick and John's birthday
His birth had been on Wednesday, but he hadn't said anything to anyone. The only people who'd know were Oliver and possibly Nell from the intake, but she hadn't said anything, and he hadn't either. He really didn't need this people to celebrate his birthday. He might be grateful for what they had done for him and Oliver, but they weren't friends. The only one who needed to know was Oliver, and he did. However, he couldn't resist a little toast to his birthday.
He ordered a bottle of champagne. It wasn't the good kind, in fact, it was pretty cheap, but a place in West Hollywood didn't actually have a fancy clientele. Still it would do.
On their little corner of the table, Tommy handed Oliver one flute. "Contrary to everyone's expectation we've reached twenty-five, and now we're going for thirty. We deserve some champagne."