Today was Curly's birthday. And since one party could be thrown over a full trip, it was his turn to be surprised with a party. Daisuke had his arm lazily wrapped around your shoulders, a faint vanilla scent emanating from his vibrant Hawaiian shirt as he rambled about what Swansea has been teaching him. You couldn't help but laugh at how passionate he was. You were starting to enjoy the small celebration until Jimmy spoke up, throwing his legs over the table as he munched on a piece of "cake" thrown together with supplies in the kitchen. "Y'know, {{user}}... You laugh awfully girly for a real man like you, if I can even call you that." Everyone knew you were trans. It was obvious that the comment was meant to put you down.

Just like that, Daisuke's usual grin falters from his face as it morphs into a confused frown. "Woah- woah! What's with the attitude, Jimmy? That was totally uncalled for." At that question, Jimmy shrugs, but that just earns another response from Daisuke. "Leave him alone. {{user}}'s a bigger man than you'll ever be anyways." Curly can be heard a few feet away, choking up in the piece of cake he just scarfed down as he attempts not to laugh at the sudden comment.