Ah-hello! I, ah, wasn't able to get to the tablet in time so if you could please leave your name I'll try to contact you back--ah! And your number! Please.
[ it's a new year, Lenalee thinks, and though there have been no fireworks or drinks to ring it in, she weaves her way to where Miranda is staying not long after midnight, trusting she'll likely be awake
[ Miranda was awake--about forty minutes ago; right before she fell asleep at the table, face half-smothered in a book. She startles upright at the knocking, almost stumbling out of her seat in her haste to answer the door. ]
Y-yes? [ She asks, breathless and wide-eyed; a dark smudge on her cheek. ]
[ That's right, it's in January! And January isn't for another...
She counts the days out on her fingers; fumbling through her numbers as her sleep-addled mind tries to remember what day it is now--and whose birthday should be closest. Surely there's someone before hers, and Lenalee's here to remind her of it! Yes, that's it! What a good friend, even if Miranda is horribly (and obviously) not.
And yet the numbers she comes up with don't lie, even when she repeats the count. ]
[ And here is the blanket to prove it! It may be a bit patched over in several places, and a bit ugly with its mottled patterns and colors, but thousands of finger pricks later and it's a sturdy addition to any wardrobe. Provided shounens never find it. ]
Is there anything else you'd like? Tea? Well, I don't really have much for tea but I could warm up some water too, if that's what you want!
[ Miranda's midway into the motion to pull out some refreshments when everything stops. Her birthday. Oh, god, it's her birthday. It's her birthday and there's someone here to wish her a happy one. ]
[ She has to be dreaming. It must be--she's never been this lucky before.No one's ever--not for--wh-what should she do?
She starts to tremble, her movements shaky as she continues getting the tea ready, trying to hide how the tears just won't stop, or how her voice is husky and tear-filled. ]
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Y-yes? [ She asks, breathless and wide-eyed; a dark smudge on her cheek. ]
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...Happy birthday, Miranda. I woke you, didn't I?
1/?? we just don't know
[ She blinks at her blearily, scrubbing her face with a clumsy hand. ]
What's going on? Is everything all...
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She counts the days out on her fingers; fumbling through her numbers as her sleep-addled mind tries to remember what day it is now--and whose birthday should be closest. Surely there's someone before hers, and Lenalee's here to remind her of it! Yes, that's it! What a good friend, even if Miranda is horribly (and obviously) not.
And yet the numbers she comes up with don't lie, even when she repeats the count. ]
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Is it...? [ Really? ]
oh my god this is adorable
cutie alert, find the insulin!
[ She's honestly bewildered. Usually there's a bit more notice. ]
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[ Oh no! ]
Oh! I'm sorry! [ She opens the door wider, waving her inside. ] You should come inside! It's too cold to be outside for long!
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I'll insist it be shared, if you do.
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It's alright. I'm warm enough. Besides, I don't think it's big enough for two and you're my guest!
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It, it really isn't big enough for two.
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[ deflates a little ]
We ought to remedy that, in the morning.
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[ And here is the blanket to prove it! It may be a bit patched over in several places, and a bit ugly with its mottled patterns and colors, but thousands of finger pricks later and it's a sturdy addition to any wardrobe. Provided shounens never find it. ]
Is there anything else you'd like? Tea? Well, I don't really have much for tea but I could warm up some water too, if that's what you want!
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Water is fine, you needn't do anything to it. But! The least I could do for your birthday is a housewarming gift.
[ did you, did you see what she did there ]
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She starts to tremble, her movements shaky as she continues getting the tea ready, trying to hide how the tears just won't stop, or how her voice is husky and tear-filled. ]
A-Ah housewarming gift?