That one day...
There's a Dragon-God, singing softly to himself upon a hoard.
"Happy birthday to me.
Happy birthday to me.
Happy birthday, old fellow...
Happy birthday to me."
He heaves a sigh.
((Mun's birthday))
"Happy birthday to me.
Happy birthday to me.
Happy birthday, old fellow...
Happy birthday to me."
He heaves a sigh.
((Mun's birthday))
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*She grinned*
Ok, just Nao will do too, Dlet.
((And we jump to this thread. Sorry!))
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Dlet laughs. "I was kidding, actually. Sorry, Zhil. And it's nice to meet you then, Just Nao."
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"I like you already." Thrusting her elbow out as though to invite Dlet to link her hands if she didn't mind, she continued merrily and in a conspiratorial voice, "What's this I hear about dancers and cake?"
((Mun might be off, nitetime here! <3))
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