#herstripes

Lian squirmed with excitement at his side, smoothing down her dress, a gift from her mother, for the hundredth time and double checking to make sure Roy was still holding the brightly wrapped package as he knocked on the door of the apartment. When the door opened she burst forward with a squeal of joy, “ Chúc Dì sinh nhật vui vẻ nhé ! ! ” she practically shouted, still young enough to have no concept of volume control, and hurled herself into Artemis’s arms. “ Chúc sinh nhật vui vẻ ! ” He repeated in slightly butchered Vietnamese, something Lian had been schooling him on because he had picked up an embarrassingly little of the language from Jade.  //  @herstripes  /  birthday !

                      ARTEMIS  CROCK  does  not  need  any  more  stress  in  her  life.  But  her  roommate  is  nothing,  if  not  a  certified  mess.  Hair  of  spun  silver  wisps  across  too  green  eyes,  pale  lips  twitching  into  a  grin.  He  knows  she  will  yell  at  him,  but  the  story  is  too  good  to  not  tell.