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Post by Snape on Jan 9, 2006 17:13:09 GMT -5
Severus sits alone in the corner of a room lost in a curious work of fiction by an unsung author. He glances at the calender, a look of apathy on his features. Thankfully, this day only comes around once a year. And should he play his cards right, it will once again slip by unnoticed. He looks at his watch. Just a few more hours. Then it's over.
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Post by Renee Jacobson on Jan 9, 2006 20:07:26 GMT -5
*knocks on the door to the room* Severus, are you in there?
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Post by Snape on Jan 9, 2006 22:00:51 GMT -5
He does not make a sound. By know means must he be in contact with anyone until 12:00 am; when this horrid day is over and done with.
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Post by Seven on Jan 10, 2006 13:39:47 GMT -5
"HAPPY B-DAY SEVY!!!" Serena jumps out of a hidden hole in the wall.
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Post by Pan on Jan 10, 2006 13:41:52 GMT -5
HAPPY B-DAY!! *hugs him*
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Post by Seven on Jan 10, 2006 13:43:17 GMT -5
*starts blowing party horns and sticks a cone hat on him*
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Post by Snape on Jan 10, 2006 16:48:53 GMT -5
Snape's eye starts twitching in such a way that conveys he is not at all happy about this situation. He has put a lot of time and effort into avoiding human contact for the last thirteen hours, and now that it's apparent that this was all done in vain . . . Let us just say that he's not very pleased at the moment.
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Post by Seven on Jan 10, 2006 18:17:21 GMT -5
((so I guessed right? wow!))
"come on Severus, do try to be a cheerful bloke even if it IS against your nature to allow yourself even a smidget of fun!" She gives severus a small nudge and hug.
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Post by Snape on Jan 10, 2006 19:40:32 GMT -5
"Off."
With that he unceremoniously rips off the cone party hat. Blue is simply not his color anyway. He continues to look sour despite Serena's insisting that he be cheerful.
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Post by Seven on Jan 10, 2006 19:49:01 GMT -5
"poor snape feels unloved and wants to be emo," she says with chibi teary eyes, 'BUT WE STILL LOVE YOU ANYWAYS!" she hugs him again with all good nature.
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Post by Snape on Jan 10, 2006 19:59:52 GMT -5
Severus arches an eyebrow. What ever the term "emo" describes he is certain that he does not fall under that context. And he is correct, for there is a profound difference between feeling constantly sorry for yourself for no particular reason, and being consistantly angery.
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Post by Seven on Jan 10, 2006 22:34:27 GMT -5
Looks at him..."hahah, your spelled angry wrong--NOW SKLIP AROUND THE ROOM SKIP AROUND THE ROOM--WE WON'T SHUT UP TILL YOU SKIP AROUND THE ROOM!" before she continues singing Serena gets an intelligent idea. She puts up an anit-magic barrier and blocks the exits--then continues the obnoxious chant.
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Post by Renee Jacobson on Jan 10, 2006 22:36:55 GMT -5
*comes in with a giant birthday cake, the full horrific three layers, sickeningly sweet icing, and lots and lots of birthday candles* Hurry up darling, or we'll never get to eat this thing. And yes, Pan, one of the layers has strawberries.
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Post by Snape on Jan 10, 2006 23:07:02 GMT -5
Severus's eyes widen in mild shock, with a tinge of horror. They couldn't have . . . They didn't . . . But they did. A very strange position Snape is in, indeed. Not in many a year has anyone actually acknowledge this day as his birthday (how they knew it is today is beyond him). The emotions he is feeling are completely alien to him. Most would be rather touched by this clumsy display of affection. But Severus, having next to no experience in this area, is both startled and annoyed. He merely sits there mouth agape, with is large dark eyes protruding out of his skull.
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Post by Renee Jacobson on Jan 11, 2006 20:20:52 GMT -5
*grins* You haven't even seen the best part yet.
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