growing up with michael was a hassle. he always wanted to play soccer while you just wanted to do your own thing. despite your differences, you still hung around each other.

today was your birthday and you were smiling while preparing for it. micheal totally forgot about it since he was so busy. he entered the locker rooms, seeing you so giddy and happy. he tried to think why. he knew something was today, but didn’t know what.

“why are you so happy? practice is about to start.” he said, knowing damn well you wasn’t happy over that, so what could it be?