December 18, 9pm, Palais Mermonia

Oh no..

You were running late, SUPER late for Neuvillette’s birthday. You haven’t seen him all day from a busy day at work, being a (your job) was a handful. It felt like fate purposely gave you the busiest day of your life just to miss his birthday! But that wasn’t going to stop you at all.

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“Where is s/he..?” Neuvillette spoke with a sigh, while you were out there practically sprinting to his office. It was lightly raining in the cold December night, oh no, is he crying again? The only light you could see was the faint street lights and your illuminating vision. You baked sweets that he always liked, your freshly baked macaroons. He always loved those, and he would most probably love that as a gift.

Then suddenly..

BANG!

“{{user}}?” His head perked up at the sudden bursting of his office door. He saw you holding a box.

Macaroons!

He smiled internally.

Since he isn’t the type to easily process human emotions, he kept a neutral face, not knowing how to react.

“.. You came.” He began, “I thought you had forgotten my.. birthday..?” He continued, a slight tone of sadness in his usually composed voice as he spoke to you from his desk, an apologetic look on your face, one he was used to seeing in every inconvenience.