FFVIII: Party On
Fandom: Final Fantasy VIII
Pairing: None
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Squall's friends organised a party. For
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"Don't be too mad at Selphie for organising this."
"Why would I be mad at Selphie?"
Zell pushed a glass of wine into Squall's hand and shrugged. "You know, 'cause you're a moody bastard who hates parties, and especially surprise parties, and especially surprise parties for you on your birthday. Wouldn't surprise me if you didn't even realise today was your birthday -- or if you knew and didn't care or hated it or something."
"I don't particularly care about my birthday," Squall shrugged back, just the tiniest movement of his shoulders. The corner of his mouth twitched up into a smile. "But I'm not mad at Selphie for wanting to do something about it."
Zell stared. "Can I... go get a camera to record this special moment?"
Squall raised an eyebrow. "What?"
"You're smiling."
Squall rolled his eyes and turned away. Zell gave it to the count of ten, turned, dropped his glass of wine somewhere, and shot across the room to inform Selphie that yes, wow, Squall didn't mind.
Pairing: None
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Squall's friends organised a party. For
"Don't be too mad at Selphie for organising this."
"Why would I be mad at Selphie?"
Zell pushed a glass of wine into Squall's hand and shrugged. "You know, 'cause you're a moody bastard who hates parties, and especially surprise parties, and especially surprise parties for you on your birthday. Wouldn't surprise me if you didn't even realise today was your birthday -- or if you knew and didn't care or hated it or something."
"I don't particularly care about my birthday," Squall shrugged back, just the tiniest movement of his shoulders. The corner of his mouth twitched up into a smile. "But I'm not mad at Selphie for wanting to do something about it."
Zell stared. "Can I... go get a camera to record this special moment?"
Squall raised an eyebrow. "What?"
"You're smiling."
Squall rolled his eyes and turned away. Zell gave it to the count of ten, turned, dropped his glass of wine somewhere, and shot across the room to inform Selphie that yes, wow, Squall didn't mind.

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