Tim Drake (
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thoughtformed2013-07-20 04:20 pm
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What: Tim Drake's 20th Birthday Party.
Who: Everyone who likes Tim well enough to attend his birthday, and/or anyone looking for free booze or trolling opportunities.
When: Friday the 19th.
Where: Tim & Poland's apartment; possible various bars or restaurants he gets dragged out to.
The fact that today was Tim's birthday didn't escape him, but he didn't do anything about it, either. He hadn't reminded anyone of it, and he hadn't made any plans, though he had arranged for the New Brew to close early. No-one had mentioned it to him, either.
That left two possibilities: either everyone had forgotten, or they were planning to surprise him. He was doing his best to remain aggressively ignorant of which, going so far as to delay his usual review of surveillance systems. All he had planned for the evening was some coding. Relaxing, engaging, and unimportant enough that he could drop it if anyone had other ideas.
When he opened the door to his apartment, he did so with absolutely no expectations that he was willing to admit to himself.
Who: Everyone who likes Tim well enough to attend his birthday, and/or anyone looking for free booze or trolling opportunities.
When: Friday the 19th.
Where: Tim & Poland's apartment; possible various bars or restaurants he gets dragged out to.
The fact that today was Tim's birthday didn't escape him, but he didn't do anything about it, either. He hadn't reminded anyone of it, and he hadn't made any plans, though he had arranged for the New Brew to close early. No-one had mentioned it to him, either.
That left two possibilities: either everyone had forgotten, or they were planning to surprise him. He was doing his best to remain aggressively ignorant of which, going so far as to delay his usual review of surveillance systems. All he had planned for the evening was some coding. Relaxing, engaging, and unimportant enough that he could drop it if anyone had other ideas.
When he opened the door to his apartment, he did so with absolutely no expectations that he was willing to admit to himself.