"Happy birthday dad!" {<3}
Burried amoungst books, Demetrius almost missed the faint sounds of the girl wishing him a happy birthday. Looking up from one, he gently closed it a hand reaching into his pocket to check the time. Sure enough, it was October 30th, the same day that he was brought upon this wreched earth. Brows slowly coming together, the reaper finally spoke. “Thank you…I suppose—I’m suprised you knew that.”












