not_adorable:

For most people's birthdays, they're content to let the cake and the rest of the food be made by someone else. Not Angelo. He'd been burning the candle at both ends, to have the Consulate able to host anyone who deemed fit to show up. A triple-tiered cake stand of chocolate, vanilla, and red velvet sat at the center of a host of other pastries, accompanied by sandwiches and other light fare. It wasn't every day you turned eighteen, after all.

sand_girl:

 Sarita had gone to the kitchen to blend herself some coffee in the style of what she was used to back home. As she did so she found herself zoning out as the coffee just sat there boiling.

olympian_elf:

 Kael sat in the library, a pile of different books laying across the table as he went from one to the another, writing a detail or two on some paper he had nearby.