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🎉 if i celebrate, i want to offer my heartfelt and honest congratulations
Who: Norton Campbell, Nagito Komaeda, and open to anyone who'd be willing to offer Komaeda birthday wishes of their own volition
When: April 28, after class
What: 3rd floor, music room
When: April 28, after class
What: 3rd floor, music room
Arriving
( so, it's like this: nobody likes komaeda.
well, it seems that way a lot of the time, from what norton's observing, and the unfortunate fact of the matter? no matter how absolutely off-his-rocker insane he's been acting, he... well, real or not, he didn't seem to be a bad guy in those memories norton has of him. try as he might, he can't simply act as though they don't exist either. so instead, with a sigh of defeat and an important date that he'd learned in those strange memories in mind, he'll go about collecting those who seem to be... more tolerant (even if that's a generous way to express it) of komaeda lately.
he's already arranged for the most reliable chef he's yet to meet in this school to help by preparing a birthday cake, (and learned quite a bit in the process, actually,) and he's let the others know where they should gather. so, when norton decides it's about time to drag komaeda to the survival club's meeting room for some kind of survival club-related excuse of a reason, there should hopefully already be at least a couple of people there and waiting for them—including one boy holding a white cat who may or may not look a little out of his element.
his voice is soft, but as the cake and the small collection of people he's managed to gather come into view, norton offers a smile. )
Happy birthday.
01.) ♡
( so... how will you greet the birthday boy? tag-ins will be assumed to be for komaeda, unless otherwise indicated! )
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better than making a scene of it in front of everyone else anyway. he looks the required amount of annoyed and irritated - though that stays when they're out of the room too, directed first at komaeda's hand on his wrist and then up at the obnoxiously tall existence that's decided to find him interesting. )
If you ever touch me without my permission aGAIN, I'll take your arm aPART. ( hissed quietly. ) That's a proMISE, Komaeda-san, birthday or NOT.
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That's pretty soft, Sakasaki-kun, by the looks of you... you can do better than that.
( is he provoking him or is this some sort of twisted komaeda praise, either way, he mulls over his response, before his mouth parts with an, "ah" and his eyes light up. ) You could cut off my other arm, or even decapitate my head, but you're choosing the easiest way out where it doesn't actually hurt me.
( komaeda's mind isn't filled with healthy thoughts. )
There's no need to worry if you're concerned, your strong hope will guide all your choices, and you won't die a pitiful death from thinking so low. ( a pause as he looks towards one direction, happy with his encouragement. ) Let's not stand here all day, you're only allowing me so much time with you!
( :) )
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...I'm not conCERNED. I'm just not fond of bloodying myself unnecessariLY. ( :/
anyway, off to....... the home ec room they go! natsume's going to be quiet on the way there, but as soon as they're at their destination he's shutting the door, locking it, and pointing at the aprons i'm sure they have because why wouldn't they. )
Put on one while I assemble our materiALS. ( ... ) I'd appreciate the cooperation more than any backtalk or questions you might HAVE. I'll take commentary once everything's in its PLACE.