[ She nods and gets to cutting! For all that she's stupidly coordinated and proficient in all kinds of weaponry, she cuts the cake with comical slowness, trying to get it perfectly divvied. She thinks about sneaking a taste from what comes away on the knife, but resists like a responsible almost-adult. She carefully makes her way to the kitchen so that she can deposit the knife by the sink for a proper scrubbing later.
By the time she returns to the cake, hopefully they are well on their way to being able to consume it. A bit suddenly she says, ]
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Date: 2023-07-21 04:34 am (UTC)By the time she returns to the cake, hopefully they are well on their way to being able to consume it. A bit suddenly she says, ]
By the way, I'm seventeen now.
[ She feels old saying it out loud. ]