ITP: CAKE AND MAKE-OUTS (AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JOHN BARROWMAN)

[inthemoodnow]

[Today in The Center of Camp, there are tables! With colourful paper tablecloths! And streamers! And paper party hats! And noisemakers! And, of course, CAKE

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[chanceofsmiles]

[is holding a plate he doesn't remember picking up]

What do you suppose it's for?

[inthemoodnow]

Not a clue. Currently investigating the matter, in fact. Very thoroughly.

[chanceofsmiles]

Is that a good idea?

[poke cake, receive frosting]

[inthemoodnow]

*shrugs as he continues eating*

I found it here, so I tried it. Nothing happened to me, so I figured people should know that it's safe.

[chanceofsmiles]

. . . nice of you.

[well, then surely no harm will come of licking his finger clean]

[inthemoodnow]

Can you imagine what it would do to my figure if I tried to eat it all myself?

*surely I wasn't standing this close to you a few seconds ago*

[chanceofsmiles]

[surely I wasn't looking you over]

. . . I really can't.

[inthemoodnow]

*surely I'm not setting down my plate so that I can reach over and draw you closer*

Spare yourself of the image. It would be tragic.

[chanceofsmiles]

[and surely, certainly, not letting that happen]

Er--

[inthemoodnow]

*surely, most decidedly, we're not making out right now*

[chanceofsmiles]

[ . . . I'm afraid I must respectfully disagree with your final point]

[inthemoodnow]

*oh well I guess you've convinced me*

[chanceofsmiles]

[respectfully]

[inthemoodnow]

*hey, did you know that I'm a really damn good kisser*

[chanceofsmiles]

[I am feeling a little weak in the knees]

[hence, clinging]

[weatherfairy]

. . .