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Mansion on Phoenix Way, Thursday Evening
May. 18th, 2017 09:56 pmMike had kind of forgotten to celebrate his birthday.
Yeah. Really.
It'd been the 26h of April, smack dab in the middle of a stressy streak of just trying to get some orders out. And then he'd just... He didn't even know. Maybe it was the fact that it was his 35th birthday that had had him just blocking it out until now.
It just felt like he had a day to relax, here. So, fuck it. He had beer and he could play music as loud as he wanted to. If he wanted to spend a while grooving to some tunes in his living room, he could.
Wasn't like birthdays he'd had in the past, but it didn't have to be. Hey, it wasn't even really his damn birthday.
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Yeah. Really.
It'd been the 26h of April, smack dab in the middle of a stressy streak of just trying to get some orders out. And then he'd just... He didn't even know. Maybe it was the fact that it was his 35th birthday that had had him just blocking it out until now.
It just felt like he had a day to relax, here. So, fuck it. He had beer and he could play music as loud as he wanted to. If he wanted to spend a while grooving to some tunes in his living room, he could.
Wasn't like birthdays he'd had in the past, but it didn't have to be. Hey, it wasn't even really his damn birthday.
[ooc: Ooooopen for visitors!]
