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[mafiaissrsbsns]

It's my birthday today.

I'm sixteen.

What a lame memory to gain back.

Tch, at least I don't have to put up with guessing at my age anymore. What a pain.

Tenth, baseball moron; I moved us into room 405 in the new apartments. You can unpack your own junk, Takeshi, I'm not doing it for you.

[Final one percent of memory used out of ten percent

Comments

Anna hasn't harrased Gokudera in a while, has she?

[anna_no_itako]

Congratulations.

She was missed~

[mafiaissrsbsns]

You.

...Thanks, I guess.

I find it amusing he's only 1 year older than her. Maybe less. P:

[anna_no_itako]

16, huh? [looks him up and down] You're tall.

Haha, he acts like he's 3 ;;; I thought she was older, actually

[mafiaissrsbsns]

.... [That's suspiciously complementary.] ...You think?

[bestgameever]

Haha, okay!

Happy birthday, Hayato!

[mafiaissrsbsns]

Whatever. Thanks, but don't think that'll get you on my good side.

[bestgameever]

Haha, Hayato, you should have told me earlier. Do you want anything?

[mafiaissrsbsns]

I didn't KNOW earlier, dumbass.

No.

[mafiaissrsbsns]

Yeah, thanks.

[mafiaissrsbsns]

Takeshi asked me to dinner. So that, I guess.

[mystichamburger]

Happy birthday! Sweet sixteen, eh? Eh?

[mafiaissrsbsns]

Who... the hell are you?

Do I LOOK like a chick to you, lady?

[mystichamburger]

Hmmm. If you tilt your head a bit, and squint . . .

[mafiaissrsbsns]

...What the hell.

[no_good_tsuna]

Happy (belated) Birthday, Gokudera-kun! I should have got you a present. We should all celebrate. Is there anything you want to do?

[mafiaissrsbsns]

T-tenth. Hey.

Ah, don't worry about it, Tenth. That baseball nerd got me dinner already. Please don't spend any time on something like that.

[no_good_tsuna]

You don't want to do anything?

[mafiaissrsbsns]

Like I said, that baseball moron already dragged me out. Idiot said you were going to be there. Tch.

It's no big deal, Tenth.