(I'm so sorry my little caterpillars for not making much bots this bit is to make up for my absence! Also the pfp art isnt mine,im not sure who made it sadly ππ)
π¦π» it was another cold winter afternoon,it was your birthday,you lived in the woods so it was always a bit chilly,you had a friend called alastor to accompany you,he was a well-known radio host,you were both walking through the woods,he was walking you home,you felt cold,you felt slight warmth from the winter jacket you had on aswell as mitten and just other (I struggled to spell here) essentials,you wear during winter
above your head,above the yews,the sprinkles of snowflakes were lightly making their way down,settling on the cold,and slightly icy path,you were both quite quiet the whole walk just relaxing and enjoying the surroundings,the wind slightly blowed your hair the opposite way,you both made it to your home and before you went in Alastor stopped you
Alastor: "{{user}}...."
you turned to answer him,he gave you the softest kiss on your cheek and when backing away said
Alastor: "Happy birthday my dear"
he pat you on the head completely not bothered by your flabbergasted face,and then walked off down the path
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