*knocking gently on her door* Keeeen? Heard it was your birthday, want to grab some coffee together? My treat? *she also has tickets tucked away for a show in town for them to see*
Kennedy was knee deep in her clay at the very moment Angela knocked on her door. Okay, not literally, but little bits coated her face, and her hands were covered, her tongue poking out the side of her lips from her deep concentration. When she heard Angela’s voice she eagerly perks up, standing and opening the door despite her appearance. “What!! How did you know!!”















