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 Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 6:54 pm
Mark sat by a massive three tier cake chilling out that was beginning to drip a bit at the edges.
The Death assistant put on his cool awesome sexy birthday party hat, wrote a few very important messages on twitter and perhaps harassed some people on texts for presents. He waited.
The presents and strippers would be coming any time now. Any time. OOC Feel free to join for whatever reason LOL
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 6:57 pm
Sherry was there. She'd already dropped off her present, of course. Her and Caroline had been ready. (Even if Mark hadn't been.)
She was still around, though. Because it was her friend's birthday. <3
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 7:12 pm
I am iron man
If Mark happened to stop by his office today, for whatever reason, he'd find a small gold and crimson wrapped box sitting on his desk. The attached tag tapped to the top of it had a message written in bubbly, upbeat hand writing, and there were a few little stars doodled in the the corners.
"Hope today treats you right.
Thanks again,
Gretchen."
She'd probably swing by the "party" later.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 9:30 pm
[ Drinks ] Sherry had disappeared for a short time. When she returned she had a package of Solo cups, and a few jugs of liquid refreshment. Mostly cola and orange juice. Mark was handed a beer. It totally counted as a present, since she left five more under his desk.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2017 11:03 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2017 10:43 am
Gifted
At some point a well-endowed, vaguely familiar Sun came in singing happy birthday. There was even an aggressively sexy dance. She didn't get naked, but she was wearing a bikini with directional controller buttons on the top, and a joystick on the bottom. He was invited to "get a high score" in her sultry tones.
Slightly dusty from a trip through the vents and hiding behind an even dustier pile of paperwork, America whispered, Whoa, as she tried to figure out how to steal some cake. She did have pie, especially made for her, waiting at Mimsy's, but she wanted to enjoy it with a side of illicit Stripper Party Cake.
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