[Ciel's pacing. His room is.. sort of half 'Lizzie-fied', the other haphazardly cleaned up. It's not really well done. Just a mess. But Ciel's sitting at the table, drowning in his nightgown that's buttoned one-off, sunk low in his chair
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So in a minute, he'll be coming to Ciel's room, knocking on the door, still a hint embarrassed from the day before.]
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...Negi? Shouldn't you be in bed? It's late.
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Happy birthday...
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Until those two words... He stiffens a little, letting out a sight.]
Thank you. But I don't want to be wished such things.
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If you need anything, Ciel...
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[He heard about..]
How are you fairing?
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He'd.. He'd smashed it, hadn't he? But it was whole again, despite the tender splits within. You're right though, it does look prettier.
He knows exactly who it's from too...]
[VOICE]
... Thank you. Alphonse.
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