[Look, this is the first time he's felt pleased since... well. They lost someone. Let him have this.]
[He grins at her, and at Rover. Before popping the lid off the pastry box. Inside is a monstrosity smelling strongly of peanut butter. With the words "HAPPY BIRTHDAY PIDGE" on top.]
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[Look, this is the first time he's felt pleased since... well. They lost someone. Let him have this.]
[He grins at her, and at Rover. Before popping the lid off the pastry box. Inside is a monstrosity smelling strongly of peanut butter. With the words "HAPPY BIRTHDAY PIDGE" on top.]
It's April third.