Stephanie Rogers || Captain America (
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code_blue2013-07-05 12:00 am
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[She's out relaxing and eating popcorn as the fireworks are flying into the sky. Just in amazement. She'd never let anyone really know that it was her birthday, mostly because she didn't feel like turning ninety something]
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[She gives him a stern look as he makes himself right at home without so much as a "how do you do?" but doesn't shove him off the couch. She's in too good of a mood to give him any kind of guff. Steph's morning had started with Mrs. Wazowski giving her tupperware after tupperware full of food to heat up later for her birthday and a wish to not spend it alone. She really hadn't been alone on purpose. It happened that way.]
Mr. Party ought to be somewhere like Manhattan, right? Celebrating with everyone? Not the middle of Brooklyn?
[And how did he get here without all the flash? She didn't hear his suit. Maybe the fireworks covered up the noise]
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You are hung up a lot on the 'shoulds' of life. Try to relax, it's your birthday, after all.
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I said ought, not should. And...
[She gives him a sidelong glance]
How did you know it's my birthday?
[She's pretty sure that's classified information. Something she rarely gave out. She's happy with her cupcake and homecooked meal even if she had to reheat it]
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Better question, how do you know it's your birthday? Pretty convenient if you ask me. It could just be a mental suggestion they embedded into you when they pumped you full of chemicals.
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[that makes her laugh a little]
Because it says it on my birth certificate and my enlistment papers?
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Fine, believe what you want, Tony. I already got my cupcake. Remind me to crash and question your birthday.