She walked into the room and, to her pleasant surprise, she saw a rich chocolate cake placed invitingly on the centre of the table. Eyes shining, she took in everyone standing around the table.
"Ricia! You're just in time! We went ahead and bought the cake without discussing it with you, hope you don't mind."
Mind? Why would she mind? She hadn't expected anyone to remember her birthday - it would be expected given their track record - and any cake was better than none.
She rushed excitedly to the table, pulling out an empty chair and the birthday song began.
"Happy birthday to you,"
I can't believe they remembered for once! This is the happiest day of my life!
"Happy birthday to you!"
Perhaps I still mean something to them.
"Happy birthday to Linus..."
Wait, what?
"Happy birthday to youuuuuuu!"
Linus, the new boy, beamed proudly, and pausing to make a wish under his breath, he blew the candles out quickly and cleanly. It was over as quickly as it had begun, and it took her mind a while to wrap itself around the matter.
Linus grabbed the knife and cut firmly into the cake, and she choked back a sob of disappointment. Reaching for the door, she thought up an excuse to leave the room.
Oh, hey, guys, just going to take a piss.
As she stepped out, she realized it wasn't necessary at all.
No one noticed she left.
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