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MHA #8, Wednesday evening
Stark had spent his assigned birthday as a mostly usual Wednesday. At least a usual Wednesday these days.
His morning had started with squirrels and radio. Then there had been Glitter. Then he'd gone to the animal shelter to visit some dogs. Visiting with Noctra and her father had been a bonus.
He'd taken himself (but not any dogs) for a walk in spite of it being winter and then he'd gone to JGoB for a cupcake. Birthdays needed dessert, didn't they? The staff at the bakery had handed over multiple cupcakes for the price of one, and candles.
That was why Stark was now seated on his couch with a cupcake on the table in front of him, complete with lit candle. There was no singing. But he did make a wish. Maybe more than one.
[it was meant to be a quiet chill day at work and it was for part of the day but not the end and the afternoon/evening got weird and busy and with no data from Verizon so this is hours later and not a townies post heh. Could be open but almost certainly establishy at this hour]
His morning had started with squirrels and radio. Then there had been Glitter. Then he'd gone to the animal shelter to visit some dogs. Visiting with Noctra and her father had been a bonus.
He'd taken himself (but not any dogs) for a walk in spite of it being winter and then he'd gone to JGoB for a cupcake. Birthdays needed dessert, didn't they? The staff at the bakery had handed over multiple cupcakes for the price of one, and candles.
That was why Stark was now seated on his couch with a cupcake on the table in front of him, complete with lit candle. There was no singing. But he did make a wish. Maybe more than one.
[it was meant to be a quiet chill day at work and it was for part of the day but not the end and the afternoon/evening got weird and busy and with no data from Verizon so this is hours later and not a townies post heh. Could be open but almost certainly establishy at this hour]