and drown the absurdity of life in a glass of red wine

[faking]

Who: Alois Trancy and, like, whoever... has birthday wishes or wants cake. Seriously, I wouldn't blame you if you just came for the cake. (Basically, house members and anyone he's told, COME TO MY BIRTHDAY.)
When: Throughout the day on November fifth! If you have a specific time in mind, you can note as much - before 'festivities,' during, or after, any time of day.
Where: Big Pimpin' Party House (aka Ciel's posh mansion, gotta love that demon masonry) -- specify a room if you like! HE'S EVERYWHERE AND NOWHERE, a fancy gust of wind through your chilly heart.
Summary: He's seventeen now and it's very Exciting. Also wine.
Warnings: Alois... Trancy.........

As Alois wanders, he's carrying a wine bottle with him.

Not because - look, have a little faith in him. He isn't chugging straight from it or anything, he's not so much a lush; really, the bottle's symbolic, because now no one can rightfully tell him he can't. Abolishing rules is one of his favorite things (second only to challenging them regardless of their legitimacy), so it's impossible to keep him from parading his new found freedom at least a little bit.

But, yes, he will be progressively more ... full of alcohol as the day goes on. He's coherent, for sure, and isn't stumbling all over himself, but by the time afternoon rolls around, his cheeks will be warm and he'll just grow merrier. What a nice birthday...

Seriously though, he wants presents.

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[faking]

...All right. [It's a mumble, and the sulky sort. In an effort to hide some of his own face, when he turns back to Elliot, he raises the mug and dips into the whipped cream a little. Such a great texture.]

Your sugar glider's still here, you dumb jerk, [he says into his drink, and then sips past the whipped cream.] Your snake, too. I kept them well the whole time. And your room's still empty. [With his free hand, he gropes in his pocket until he finds his handkerchief, which he offers with averted eyes.] I guess we're even. Mostly.

[He makes to head down the hallway, towards the kitchen, expecting Elliot to follow him - but presently he stops short, after only a few steps.]

Um -

[His shoulders hunch up, a little self-consciously.]

I'm glad you came home... I mean, I'm glad you came back here, once you got... back.

[ferventknight]

[ after taking the handkerchief and pressing it up to his nose, he followed alois for a few steps and stopped when he did. he was glad to hear that his pets had been kept safe. he almost expected worse to become of them but that just means he still has something here that was his.

the fact nothing had been done to his room was enough to please him as well. but those last few words were what really got to elliot. home. the word was almost foreign to him.

but it was nice. tossing his head to the side, he gave a small tch under his breath before placing his free hand against his own hip. ]

Where else would I have gone?! [ and a huff. IT'S NOT LIKE I WANTED TO COME BACK HERE OR ANYTHING, STUPID!! ] It's just-- [ ugh!! to many feelings. ]

I didn't want to be stuck out there at night. It's cold, alright? [ aka: i am glad to be home. ]