Earth Day - Birthday

[wormwood.]

☆ HUNG PICTURES OF PATRON SAINTS UP ON MY WALL TO REMIND ME THAT I AM A FOOL. TELL ME WHERE I CAME FROM, WHAT I WILL ALWAYS BE: JUST A SPOILED LITTLE KID WHO WENT TO CATHOLIC SCHOOL —

One year old. That was quite the landmark of a birthday, especially for someone who still seemed so young and sweet like Alan did. The proxy had little idea of if Alan was just so sheltered that was the type of adult he had grown into, or if his strange hybridization made him grow differently. Either way, the angel had the intent to congratulate the boy, happily accepting the cookie that was floated over to him and taking a bite out of it before he rumbled, "One year old, huh? That's a big one. If I had known ahead of time, I would've gotten you some big gift to celebrate... guess I'll just have to keep an eye out now." He smiled warmly before eating the rest of the cookie he had been given, glancing over at Winston and Ivan as they approached. Without his paws really free, he flicked his tail in greeting to them, glad to see the two of them heading out and trying to make friends with others. Alan might not have strictly been their age, but he sort of acted like he was.

[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM

#psychosocial.