*Roxy’s brown eyes lit up and she slobbered over the treat hungrily, smacking her chops together as she did*
r-really? when, when’s your birthday, katelynn?
Straightening up, she walked over to him, carrying the treat bag in case Roxy wanted more. “October 8th. Celebrated by moving to Metro City and living here is turning out to be a wonderful present.”
Smiling faintly, she walked over to the door, looking back at him. “So let’s go get you some cake first and you can blow out the candles, hm?”
oh, i missed it? *he looks disappointed by this, but opens the door for them. the little pug is out the door first and the two follow suite, and he locks the door after him* have to make up for it next year then…!
and y-yeah. cake. i haven’t had cake on my birthday in a while…
Jack Maple 