4/2 un: s.chidouin

[samuraiwomen]

It’s somebody’s birthday today. ^v^)/

Say happy birthday to….Sou Hiyori!! He’s almost been here a year, and I don’t remember how old he’s turning because he never talked about it, but he’s a cool guy, so we should tell him that!

He really loves suprises and attention, so I thought we could all plan a big celebration here as a group! Just…consider it bonding! Group bonding! I wanna hear everyone’s favorite birthday ideas. We’ve got the whole school to ourselves anyway!

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[samuraiwomen]

[ Haha...it took a lot of talking about gators and spiders and bad haircuts but...she got him! ]

It's a small school, he can't get far.

A loser like him wouldn't think to talk about his birthday, so we better show him how much everyone would like to do something for him.

[notsosou]

[Loser... It's true but you shouldn't say it! He's fallen into her trap...]

There's the forest!

[Although after everything last month... no, he probably wouldn't go there even if this is a somewhat terrifying prospect.]

Maybe he didn't talk about it for a reason, did you think of that??

[Much as Shin sometimes dreams of being popular and well-liked, he's starting to have it hit home how much easier it was to have that as an idle, unachieveable fantasy, as opposed to apparent, bizarre reality. Although it's clear what this actually is is her getting back at him. Sara's weapon of being able to motive others has struck...

But mostly, it just hadn't occurred to him that it would be important to anyone else.

There's a long pause, the kind that happens when typing and deleting things for a while before finally:]

If there's spiders, they're your responsibility.

[There was no formal end of roommate negotiation, so he's back to making you kill them, Sara.]

[samuraiwomen]

Oh, a party in the forest! What a good idea!

[ Can you feel her, clasping her face and beaming at you through the PDA? ]

...Tsukimi... Maybe I just felt...

Life is kind of short, you know? Even our lives here don't last...after this year all of us are going to vanish.

Don't you think it would be fun to have a nice birthday? Or a silly birthday, where you get harassed? Or an uncomfortable birthday, where something weird thats never happened to you before happens.

Mhm...that's just what I was thinking about! And I'm not killing any spiders! Joe does that for me now!

[notsosou]

Weren't people disappearing out there last month?

[He says in sudden pivot, as someone who totally didn't do that... maybe multiple times. He can feel it and noooo that's way too much chipper energy.]

Well, given the choice out of those, I'd say anyone would prefer a nice birthday.

[The dryness might not be coming through text, but it's there. Would there actually be people who'd like an uncomfortable one or to be harassed? Aren't those undesirable by definition?]

Don't remind me...

[600 years of PDA logs, and no idea how many of them he experienced... or even how many times he experienced them anew. How many times has he been 22? Older? It's impossible to know how many of him are dead in archaeological layers... he's trying not to wonder if he has until the opening ceremony now.]

I see your point, though... Guess anything is better than nothing, huh?

[It's kind of hard for him to discern her motives... because it's just bizarre more than he's any more suspicious than usual. But there is some part of him folding it away, something enclosed in paper to think and turn about later. For now...?]

Passing the buck, are you?

[Is his sidelong smirk coming through the text?]