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daybreakacademy2020-12-03 01:41 am
skeletones) wrote in daybreakacademy2020-12-03 01:41 am
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Las Mañanitas
Who: Teto and Cliff
What: It's a birthday
When: November 30th
Where: Around Daybreak and Soliel
Warning: N/A
The sounds of music fill the hall. A gently strummed guitar and a boy, singing quietly to himself.
"Estas son las mañanitas~ Que cantaba el rey David~ Hoy por ser día de tu santo~ Te las cantamos aquí..."
Apparently, France is ahead in time compared to home. It might not even be morning yet in Santa Cecilia. There's a faint hope in his heart, but he doesn't want to give it too much life. Really, it's better just to celebrate by himself. If he hopes for more, he'll be disappointed, but if he just makes this his day, it'll all be fine. Hopefully.
With a candle taken from a spell class and a lighter he most definitely didn't knick off anyone in particular, he stops his playing for a moment and lights the candle up, set beside a random bit of sweets that isn't really cake but close enough. He stares at the flame and then hesitates. He laughs at himself.
"Geez. What am I, a little kid?"
He blows the candle back out without wishing.
He sees someone pass by the door and he calls out.
"Hey! Cliff! I... uh... found your lighter! Hah, yeah! You dropped it, right?"
What: It's a birthday
When: November 30th
Where: Around Daybreak and Soliel
Warning: N/A
The sounds of music fill the hall. A gently strummed guitar and a boy, singing quietly to himself.
"Estas son las mañanitas~ Que cantaba el rey David~ Hoy por ser día de tu santo~ Te las cantamos aquí..."
Apparently, France is ahead in time compared to home. It might not even be morning yet in Santa Cecilia. There's a faint hope in his heart, but he doesn't want to give it too much life. Really, it's better just to celebrate by himself. If he hopes for more, he'll be disappointed, but if he just makes this his day, it'll all be fine. Hopefully.
With a candle taken from a spell class and a lighter he most definitely didn't knick off anyone in particular, he stops his playing for a moment and lights the candle up, set beside a random bit of sweets that isn't really cake but close enough. He stares at the flame and then hesitates. He laughs at himself.
"Geez. What am I, a little kid?"
He blows the candle back out without wishing.
He sees someone pass by the door and he calls out.
"Hey! Cliff! I... uh... found your lighter! Hah, yeah! You dropped it, right?"