AND YET THE SOUL WILL FLY
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
You roll over and open your eyes. What a strange dream. You reach over and grab the picture frame on your nightstand, lying in bed for awhile. You hear Bro calling for breakfast. You go down in your underwear, leaving the picture on your bed face up. It was a picture of you, Bro, Karkat, John, and his Dad that day Bro and Dadbert took you to Six Flags the day before your birthday. The next day, Karkat had moved away. You never even got to say goodbye. That was all you'd wished for on every birthday since. Make Karkat come back. Whoosh, blow out the candles.
"Birthday Pancakes and underwear, nice to know your okay, Davie." Bro says. You look up at him.
"why wouldn't I be?"
"You were crying in your sleep again." he says, "Oh well, happy birthday."
