[ Gifts are strange. Birthday gatherings are strange, but if there's anything he'd want to celebrate, it would be birth. The birth of another person, another seed of potential, another being he loves with all his heart...there is no holiday greater, for him.
Alas, despite his love for the very notion, Saiduq himself isn't too great at picking out gifts, and his only experiences with birthdays have been with only...unconventional people. So here he is, with two...boxes floating near him, wrapped in red and black striped wrapping paper of course.
If that wasn't weird enough, perhaps the intensity with which he's staring at the stars projected on the wall and the mumbling he's doing might be. ]
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Alas, despite his love for the very notion, Saiduq himself isn't too great at picking out gifts, and his only experiences with birthdays have been with only...unconventional people. So here he is, with two...boxes floating near him, wrapped in red and black striped wrapping paper of course.
If that wasn't weird enough, perhaps the intensity with which he's staring at the stars projected on the wall and the mumbling he's doing might be. ]