Melissa, bless 'er 'eart, wanted to surprise Charles with a birthday cake since he turns 23 tomorrow. We planned it for Friday, which, when I say plans really just means we agreed it'd be a good idea (without asking him first). Then it got pushed to today because he wasn't around on Friday.
So we all cut out a little early for lunch to wait for him while Melissa and Raf went to get the cake, only to find that he wanted to eat lunch in the office, by himself, sitting at his desk with his vegetables. We had to beg him to come down, brought out the cake, sang him a big song, then waited for some kind of reaction.
It was hilarious because there didn't really seem to be one other than a thank you and a bemused smile. But that's Charles.
Um other than that, I get to play netball tomorrow! Yay!
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