you celebrating Steve’s birthday?
Soda's eyes widened as he stared at the paper.
Oh, shit! That's today?! No wonder he's been—
His writing was cut off as he abruptly dropped his pen; Soda glanced over the counter really quick to look out the window, relieved to see Steve still occupied with the Shepard's car.
Soda sighed and pulled the paper back as if he had to hide it as he continued to reply.
I can't believe I forgot. Man, do I feel dumb now! :(
Hell yeah, I'll be celebrating! It's tradition for us ta do something real nice for each birthday. I bet Darry remembered and already got the cake ready... now that I'm thinking about it, I think he made it last night.
AHHHH!!! Steve's birthday?! Really?! Man, I should've been more prepared! Usually I prepare stuff!!! This is– I'm– AHH???
Soda scribbles some stuff down before running off. He presses his nose to the door as he stares hard at Steve.
“Can't even be surprised he didn't say anything... he usually never does...” He mumbles to himself, before moving away and grabbing a notepad from behind the counter and writing some things down.














