[video; un: oniichan]

[immature]

[Osomatsu hasn't used the network in a while, but today is a very special day, and you're all going to hear about it, whether you like it or not!]

Yo! What's up, Prismatica?

[he's not going to flash a peace sign, or anything. but he sure looks happy, sitting there, wearing his normal clothes and... a party hat?]

I'm just gonna come out and say it. Today's my birthday! I'm nineteen... I think... My last birthday, I was eighteen, so I'm gonna count this!

Haaa. I've been here for almost a year...

[his smile falters just the smallest bit, but then he's pushing whatever brief bout of melancholy he has to the back of his mind and waves his arms]

If you wanna come visit me, I'll be around! My door's open! I've got snacks and games out!

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[getting_better]

Alright. Give me a bit.

[ Though just bringing a cake doesn't feel like enough. Maybe he could bring or prepare something else. Then it strikes him, the perfect things to compliment the summer theme and bring a little more to the table. Literally, and perfect thing Salon de Marie is on level one.

After a quick run to the store, a few minutes in the kitchen, he heads over to Osomatsu's place and knocks on the door excitedly. ]

Delivery!

[immature]

[Osomatsu's been waiting by the door, he's so eager. he hears footsteps outside and stands, so by the time Bishop has knocked, he can open the door instantly]

Hello, Bishop-san!

[he's practically shaking with excitement. already he's had a really great day, despite having his birthday away from home. today, Osomatsu has learned just how many people care about him here]

Come on in!

[getting_better]

[ That was quick but his excitement was very clear. ]

Thanks. Here. One summer berry cake.

[ He hands over the box in the Salon de Marie case, though the item inside is off the menu. ]

And an additional.

[ In his other hand he places large bowl of soba noodles at the table. ]

Soba Noodle salad. Something healthy to balance out all the sugar.

[immature]

[uwaaaah he loves noodles, too! Osomatsu holds onto the cake box as though it were precious. it is, to him. his own cake]

This all looks great! I can't wait to try it.

[getting_better]

Make sure you share that with your friends. Too much sugar is bad for you.

[ He says with a raised finger as a good mother would. ]

And that's the obligatory "be a responsible adult" line from me. Do you want me to sneak you some alcohol?

[ And now he plays the irresponsible adult, or standard Bishop play number two. ]

[immature]

[wow, Bishop. Osomatsu laughs and shakes his head]

I've kinda... sworn of alcohol for now.

[the winter holidays were a Mess]

But thanks, anyway! [he'll put the cake in the fridge for later. Bishop can help himself to a drink, if he likes. most of the food is gone by now]

[getting_better]

Oh, is that so?

[ That's a shame. Oh well, more for him. He takes a glance at Osomatsu's place with his usual casual smile, though it slowly started to grow. ]

It looks like things were lively here.

[immature]

Mmm, not too lively! A few friends showed up, but we didn't do anything crazy. Just ate, played a few card games, things like that.

[it was nice]

[getting_better]

Oh?

[ There was some relief when those words landed on his ears. He knew Osomatsu wasn't exactly living his best life here, and was worried for boy. He's a good kid, good people should be happy. ]

What kind card games? Blackjack, Poker, Go Fish, anything with high stakes?

[immature]

Haha! Do you like games like that?

[gambling games, yeah!]

[getting_better]

A little, can't say they like me back.

[ They say people are born with either luck in love or luck in gambling. Bishop might have missed that. ]

More importantly, it looks like you enjoyed your special day. That's good. That's good.

[ It's a relief. ]

You have any....special friends over, or maybe coming over?

[immature]

[Osomatsu missed that memeo, too]

Hmm? Special... friends?

[getting_better]

Yeah, you know...people you like to snuggle with, maybe someone to get a bit...intimate with?

[ Cue eye brow wiggle. You know what he means. ]

[immature]

[Bishop, you're nosy]

No one like that.

[Osomatsu sighs. he has crushes, but they don't usually go any further]

[getting_better]

[ Comes with the territory. ]

Ohoo? Is that the truth?

[ He may or may not have intentions. ]

[immature]

Sadly, yeah! Haven't found anyone to have fun with... Like that, I mean. I've done some hand-holding. A few hugs.

[he doesn't mention that first kiss. that's embarrassing. he shakes his head]

It'll probably happen, eventually!

[getting_better]

[ That's disappointing. ]

Mm, eventually.

[ He can believe that a little bit more now given, well, his good fortune. ]

You must have a crush or two though?

[immature]

...Why do you wanna know that?

[getting_better]

[ Cue comedic timing to pull out the communicator and browse the Moonblessed in the city. ]

No reasooonnn~~~~

[ Did you know he's evil? ]

[immature]

[UH]

Well, I guess they could be crushes? I don't really... know, though. They're my friends.

[getting_better]

Uhuuuuhhh...And? Their name?

[ He says with a big innocent smile but, if Osomatsu could read his gestures, Bishop's true intent of pulling a prank on him by inviting said crush over would be clear. ]

[immature]

[hm. he looks down, lost in his own thoughts so he doesn't realize what Bishop is doing]

Eijiro Kirishima.

[where has Kirishima been, anyway, though? why didn't he respond to Osomatsu's post?]

[getting_better]

[ He can't seem to find the name, and all he does is click his tongue in disappointment. ]

I don't have him on my contact list. Damn, I wanted to pull a prank on you.

[ Now he's faux sulking, to lighten the mood. ]

Anyway, have you told anyone from the cafe? I'm sure Marie would throw you a party if you asked.

[immature]

[Osomatsu has a bad feeling, but he's trying not to think too hard about it. guess that prank of Bishop's backfired, huh?]

I was very vocal about my birthday! But it's okay. I'm having a party now.

[getting_better]

Mmm, well if you say so. Oh!

[ He slaps his knees remembering something important. ]

A present! What do you want?

[ How could he forget? ]