Happy Birthday... (Back dated to Jan First)
Another new year.
A new beginning.
So people say.
Another year older for the world.
And Eli's turned twenty one. Or eleven. At the stroke of midnight.
"I wonder if this makes me legal," he muttered to himself as he rummaged through the fridge. Nothing good was left. Just some pickles and enough peanut butter to make a sandwich. Which he did make.
He didn't like his birthday. It sucked to have to share it the same day as New Years eve. Things always tended to happen on New Years as well. Monsters, the end of the world. The year he turned two was, apparently, a real fun time.
But, now he was stuck in the past. And he didn't feel like celebrating the new year. So, with a soda bottle and sandwich he goes up onto the roof to watch the fireworks. As they started to go off, he started to sing happy birthday to the air.
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