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Happy birthday, Ursula.

[Warded to Friends: the Coppertale Quidditch team + Levi + Rosy + Holden + Tess. Did I forget anyone??? He has no friends.]

I need to do something for Ursula's birthday and I don't know what. I don't know if we're dating. I don't think we are? But we're not just friends.

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Fuckin congrats dude. Maybe now you can stop being such a weird alien.

And... shit. I dunno. Steal some flowers from the greenhouse? That's what I do.

Probably not.

Okay, yeah. Sounds like the greenhouse flower stealing is it.

Shit, I guess she's into weird fuckin aliens now. If it works, it works. And if it doesn't, fuck it. We're only in high school.

Need a distraction? I can start shit with a freshman while you go in.

I'm just going to ask Hightower and he'll let me in.

OK, but that's literally the least fuckin fun way to do it.

Get her one of those weird ass flowers with teeth. She'd be into that.

Oh look, the good advice train just keeps rolling.

I'm just saying, you're into Wainwright, you're into fuckin weird.

I think for the most part she'll just be happy you thought of her.

But she'll also want a thing. And nothing citrus-scented. Flowers might not actually be a bad idea.

Flowers are easy. I can do that.

She probably just wants a conversation

[...]

I hope not.

She liked you enough to ask you to the dance. She's probably not expecting more conversation from you than you usually give. Don't worry about it.

CUUUUTE!!! Next year, don't wait until the day of to think of a present though. Thirding flowers since that's the easiest thing to acquire on campus besides giving her your pudding cup at lunch.

Do you want to date her? Ask her on a date!

Yeah. I don't usually think about this. I don't even get Sy birthday presents sometimes.

I don't know. She asked me to the dance.

"Sometimes"? Do you even know when my fuckin birthday is??

It's... in the summer?

That's fuckin right BUT A REALLY EASY GUESS BECAUSE OBVIOUSLY I NEVER CELEBRATE MY BIRTHDAY AT SCHOOL JACKASS

Man, I should have a birthday party at school. It'd be great. We could get really drunk. Me and Ro wouldn't have to figure out who gets the bigger cake because obviously it's me because she's boring as fuck and never goes to parties.

Rosy doesn't drink.

And you hate sweet shit.

Yet.

And yeah OK, that's fair. Birthday cakes can go fuck themselves. What are we gonna do for your birthday, dude?

Yet?

Or are you just predicting my future as an alcoholic?

If we were having our own birthday party why wouldn't we just have the same size cake? Like regular twins.

Or I could have birthday cake and you could have birthday booze.

Or we could just have birthday burritos. The world is hypothetically our oyster.

Thanks, Reid. ~~Did I mention my birthday to you? Ugh, yes, probably while rambling.~~

I'm feeling so much older and wiser than I did yesterday. And a downpour is just what I wanted too. At least it isn't an OE day also. ~~Did you try any of the~~ ~~Ugh, STOP.~~

You're welcome.

I'm going to bring you flowers. Later.

~~Flowers? Why would you~~ ~~Flowers are pointless and then they die~~ ~~Okay, I guess I can look up some preservation charms~~ ~~Wait. Why flowers? Isn't that rather couple-y~~ ~~Do you think~~ ~~Are we d~~

Oh, okay. Thank you.

Your enthusiasm practically leaps off the page.

Ugh, do you think he noticed? Do you think he's upset? I said thank you. I always write with an appropriately professional amount of enthusiasm.

Do you want to be appropriately professional here?

How else should I want to be? Flowers are ridiculous, but I can at least be polite about it.

[...] Which isn't to say that the flowers in question aren't acceptably nice to look at.

You tell me, Ursula. You're the one that asked him to go to the dance with you.

[...] Yes, I did. And I made a bit of a disaster out of that. So maybe professional really is the best way to go.

Really? In what way?

In the 'I have a lot of school work and don't need to get distracted fussing over a ~~very pretty~~ boy' sort of way? When was the last time you dated?

How is that a disaster? There's more to life than school work, Ursula. And we're not talking about me, we're talking about you.

Ugh, you know what happened at the dance. You were there. I don't need to relive it, thank you.

Somehow I don't think too busy obsessing over cute boys to learn anything is an acceptable excuse for failing to hit quarterly marks in the real world.

Normally I'd say don't follow Sy's dating advice but it's probably the best you're gonna get same day. Anyway I doubt she's expecting too much from you, you already remembered it and you're only quasidating. Next big event you won't be so lucky.

~~The next event?~~ Oh

Right. Yeah. Okay. Next time.

Shit, I am the worst person to ask about romance.

But remembering her birthday is a good start!

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