RL with Mikaela: the 'Tieria's a Dick' club

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Nena was sat at the table, chin in her hands, staring at the cake.

He must have snuck in last night somehow and left it there. It didn't seem like the kind of thing someone who would pull a dick move like leaving right on your birthday would do. And plus, she was pretty sure he didn't even like her.

It was pink, and had pink writing, and some kind of sparkling sprinkles on it. It was exactly the sort of cake Nena would have wanted, if she'd gotten one herself. It even had strawberry ice cream in.

But he didn't even like her.

And so she sat there, confused and upset and angry, glaring at the cake as if she was going to set it on fire with her eyes.

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Mikaela knocked once before walking right in, not even thinking about how weird it was to just cruise inside somewhere she'd never been inside before. Right now, it didn't matter.

She was looking pretty upset herself, her hair in a messy ponytail, traces of makeup still smeared around her eyes and on her cheeks, where she hadn't washed it all away before coming. Under almost any other circumstances, she probably would have spent more time making herself look presentable, but right now, she didn't really care.

"Nena?" she called out, voice a little hesitant, looking around and wondering where she was, exactly.