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you've reached march 7th! i'm probably too busy being cute right now to answer your call, but leave a message and i'll get back to you asap! bye~

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[whiteshroud]

[And there's a definite pause when March asks that question. He knows the answer to the question, in fact the memory of that day sits clear in his mind. He'd just been a few months out of Krusnik- long enough to make him realize Abel had rescued him rather than kidnapped him, but not so long that he'd started seeing the older man as family just yet.

He remembered a hostess cupcake sitting in front of him, with a candle pushed into it. Abel had wanted to give Jun a normal birthday so badly- but his attempted to bake a cake had backfired (as it always did), and the only shops open at this time on Christmas Eve were gas stations. He remember Abel explaining the birthday wish to him cheerfully as he lit the candle, right before he yelped because he'd underestimated how fast matches burns and the flames had reached his finger.

And he remembered starting at the candle intently, incredulous if the tradition had any merit... but at the same time, it was worth a try, wasn't it? Abel had been so persistent to give Jun a chance to do this, there must be something to it.

... ]

Sorry, but I can't say. Birthday wishes are secrets, so it might stop coming true if I say it.

["I wish my siblings were here"]

[trailblazingspirit]

Hm? Ah, sure! Has he ever tried boba tea before? I know a pretty good place for it. [Please don't ask her to pay in money because half her sponsor money gets sunk into cute outfits.

Post-mission treats are very important! March knows this well, having been a part of the Astral Express since...about as far back as she can remember, really. She wonders if that's her mission now that she's here: to try and remember her past, and to live as well as she can here, in the meantime. The latter is a lot easier than the former, at any rate.]

Ice cream cupcakes. There's this super-fancy bakery that sells one that's topped with gold leaf—I'll have that as my treat, if ever I remember anything. [If.]

It's still coming true? That's great! Ah, what can I do to get some of that really good birthday luck to visit me? [She pouts so, so hard at him.]

[whiteshroud]

Boba? I'm not sure he has. Might be a good experience for him. [It's not money but... oh well. It's something

He'll nod, making a note of that. ]

When you do. I'll even pay for them myself. [So there!!]

... I couldn't tell you, I don't know which god manages birthday wishes. [What a non-answer] I'll let you return to your evening.... Happy birthday, March.