A little something extra? :3 Thanks for reading!

It has been a while since then. You've had officially moved out of your apartment and into Kurapika's, somehow having avoided all contact with your previous landlord. Other than that, however, not much had seemed to change.

You hummed to yourself as you strolled down the street. It was a good day, specifically since it was your birthday.

You smiled wryly as you recalled your past excitement over a bundle of bacon. How different your life was now, as you can fry up bacon, or sausages, depending on what was left in the fridge, nearly every morning for breakfast. How easily things are taken for granted.

But it was your birthday, and you felt, this day out of all others, you should be allowed to indulge yourself a little. Especially considering what had happened at work today. You cringed at the thought to returning tomorrow. Fractions. You never liked them but trying to explain them to Neon….

"But, if I add 1 and 1/2, don't I get 1/2?"

"No, Neon, you have one full pie and half a pie. How much is that?"

"A pie and a half."

"Then, the answer is,"

"Half a pie!"

You stifled a shriek.

Kurapika was working late again, as he often did. You wondered whether he actually received any overtime pay for his extra hours. Probably not, unfortunately, you concluded, pouting a little. Nostrade was rather stingy at times, these days even more so considering how unstable his business (could you call it that?) has been.

However, that meant you had free reign for dinner. Perhaps you can order in rather than cooking? Lamb chops were sounding rather tempting…

"Um, ma'am, are you by any chance [name]?"

You looked up from fiddling with the lock of the door.

"Uh, yes. May I help you?"

The young man tipped his hat.

A delivery?

"This was ordered for you from the local café."

You blinked as you accepted the plastic bag the man held out to you.

"Someone ordered a tall toffee nut latte and a chocolate tart for you from the café down the street."

"Oh, I see, thank you."

That café was your favorite, and the order, your usual.

"They also included this." The deliveryman handed you a white envelope before tipping his hat again and jogging down the stairs of the apartment complex.

"I guess anything can be ordered via internet these days," you mumbled as you opened the envelope. You chuckled at the contents.

"A blank happy birthday card, huh? Well, writing cheesy messages was never Kurapika's style."

With a nudge you opened the door and proceeded to enter.

"Um, ma'am?"

You turned around to again see the same deliveryman, this time looking exceedingly awkward and holding multiple bulging plastic bags. You feared the worst.

"Uh, yes?"

"Someone just ordered for another delivery for you."

"Uhh…"

"It's the same order as before…just….12 of them."

Your eyes widened a little before a resigned grin crept up your face.

"I see, thank you." You held the door open. "Would you mind if you helped me carry them inside?"

"Not at all ma'am! Glad to help!"

As the deliveryman left, you turned to the pile of pastries and collection of lattes that were stacked on the dining table.

"12 orders huh?" you mused. "Just like the 12 legs of a certain spider. Seems like someone is being petty..."

You were much too lucky

…emphasis on the too.

"I'm going to have to finish at least 12 of these before Kurapika gets home tonight won't I…"