I know, I'm not a little kid anymore

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WHO: Sakura Kinomoto, OPEN
WHERE: Fai's house! Since she lives with him now.
WHEN: April 1st, early afternoon
WHAT: Sakura's friends are invited to a party for her birthday.
WARNINGS: None?



[Maybe some arrived earlier, to help get the food ready or set up any decorations. Most of it is ready, though some preparation might be more last minute in that morning once she has opened presents from her family - after dealing with an initial prank from her brother, given the date and all.

She hadn't anticipated anything too huge or fancy. Though that might end up debatable given how Fai tends to spoil her at the best of times. Still, the house should hopefully be big enough. She hopes. Sakura fusses a little with her dress, her hair, before coming to try offer to help with any last minute decorations or anything. Once people do start arriving, everyone is free to mingle and enjoy the food and drinks (non-alcoholic).

Sakura tries to get around to say hi to everyone, sometimes but not always managing to be the one to answer the door. She seems to be enjoying herself, glad of the chance to catch up with everyone in person, even if some might not stay all day. And given the weekend, given the holidays, she isn't so worried on staying up late either. She joins in with mingling, and might be easier to corner and get some one on one time later in the afternoon/evening, once others might have already gone home.

She doesn't have a traditional cake, but a number of cupcakes for everyone instead, with those and the rest of the snacks provided being made by Fai. With Xiaolang's help, and maybe Sakura managing to somewhere in the process of making it all.]

Comments

[mercurio]

Dude--

[for the first time, xiaolang actually manages to fluster prompto. he is quick to respond, voice slightly high pitched and his feathers definitely ruffled.]

Touya and I, it isn't like that! I don't think you know who my boyfriend is anyway. You're missing the point!

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[If Xiaolang was more of a mischievous type, or a type to revel in poking people's buttons, he probably would have enjoyed getting such a reaction from Prompto. After all, it wasn't often, or at all, that he managed to be the one flustering other people, so it could be considered like some form of karma. But he wasn't that sort of boy, fortunately, and he wasn't entirely sure what he said wrong, so he just stares at him in bewildered, innocent surprise.]

I-- Sorry, you two hang out a lot, and you said your boyfriend was your friend, so I just-- I thought--!

[And his shoulders hunch a little, ears turning a bit pink in embarrassment. Prompto wasn't his favorite person by far, but even he felt sheepish over making such assumptions. Especially if it actually upset him--]

... I know the point you're getting at. But I still don't want to cut in on her conversations. It's not like I'll know what to say to them, anyway.

[mercurio]

[funny that prompto's telling someone that they're totally missing the point, when prompto is the king at having things go over his head at all times, 24/7. a beautiful moment, no doubt about it.]

Hm. Well.

[he crosses his arms]

I'm not saying be all up in her space or anything, but give yourself some credit too, maybe.

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[And the irony here is that Xiaolang is much better on picking up on things than others too, so to catch him off guard in that sort of way was kind of magic. No doubt NPC Tomoyo is probably lurking around here somewhere filming this whole exchange, like she always does, for future prosperity.

His shoulders ease, ever so slightly, at Prompto's words, and he gives him a curious look.]

Credit...?

[It's an expression asking him to elaborate, as this child's self-confidence is absolutely hideous.]

[mercurio]

[that is the most disarmed xiaolang has ever shown himself to be in front of prompto. it's a bit jarring considering how often they bicker and never have any serious sort of conversation.]

[tilting his head to the side, prompto's relents a little in his demeanor, crossed arms relaxing a bit.]

You're a dear friend to her. Even if your feelings aren't returned, you are still her friend, first and foremost. Right? Don't choose for her if you are or aren't worthy.