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[rise_to_caesar]

[The time on your Dreamberry has just struck 00:00:00. The time is unnoticed by most residents, many opting to either be in bed at this hour or occupied with other things. There's no reason for someone to check their messages right now, is there?

00:00:45A text suddenly causes your Dreamberry to vibrate, alerting you that a message has arrived.

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Re:fwd:fwd:fwdx9001

[bloomtrigger]

[Noel grumbles as she wakes up to glance at the text message on her phone. Sanada...? That was someone she vaguely remembered when she first joined the police force. Well, might as well be polite then. She hits the button to confirm ">Y" and goes back to sleep, into the World of Pandas.]

[rise_to_caesar]

[THE TEXTS. IT NEVER ENDS.

He makes a note to thank Vermillion in person when he sees her at the station next. He just can't handle any more texting... So many texts...]

[Video]

[love_lostomates]

[When he receives the text (at some time after ten in the morning, for why would he be awake earlier than that?) he ignores texting in favor of simply calling. Birthdays are srs bsns.]

It's your birthday, Akihiko?

[rise_to_caesar]

[VIDEO! SWEET RELIEF FROM THE TEXTING.

Akihiko is on the job when he gets the call, answering as he patrols the 2nd district marketplace.]

Yeah, it is. I think I've been getting birthday greetings almost non-stop since last night...

[love_lostomates]

[Ffffffffff. He laughs.]

Well, with a text like that sent to everyone, I'm not surprised! People in Somarium are pretty nice about things like this.

Oh, but feliz cumpleaños~!

1/2

[rise_to_caesar]

Heh, they sure can be. [He's sure nobody intended for him to go without sleep all night... That was just an unfortunate side-effect.]

Re: fw_ Happy Birthday!

[atoli_in_sky]

[>Y]

Akihiko-san, you should have told us that it was your birthday! ('◆' ;) I didn't know about it at all.... But pleaase enjoy your speical day.

[rise_to_caesar]

[NO, ATOLI AHHHH.

A flooded inbox is what Akihiko gets, the coding error making it so that with every keystroke, a duplicated cake message would pop into his inbox. At least one hundred and forty-two messages from Atoli isn't so bad...]

[icyexecutioner]

[ Is that... a digital cake. Uh. Being Mitsuru, she's intelligent enough not to spam someone's inbox and how does one even text in French, seriously. Switching over to voice now: ] Joyeux anniversaire. [ A slight, but obviously amused, pause. ] You're getting old.

[rise_to_caesar]

[THANK YOU MITSURU. ;A;

Despite being kept up more than half the night with incessant messages, he's more than willing to answer a call from Mitsuru. Even if they live in the same building.]

Heh... I guess I am getting a few gray hairs.

[icyexecutioner]

[ Hey man hey. She's not going to burst into anyone's bedchambers to wish them a happy birthday and mock their age. HOW RUDE. ] More than a few, I would say. At this rate, we may have to replace you or, at the very least, invest in a cane.

[rise_to_caesar]

Hey. As long as I've got the will to fight, I'll keep pushing on.

[He pauses for a split second, his better judgment HORRIBLY CLOUDED by his exhaustion.]

...Besides. You're older than I am by a few months.

[kyudousha]

[... accidentally presses yes while going through her spam this morning

...

...

w/e]

[rise_to_caesar]

[S-sob.

The texts don't stop. It's morning. He's at work. They continue to haunt him.]