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[Voice/Action] Forward-dated to the afternoon of the 9th

[He should have seen this coming- it's like it's some kind of retaliation for what he'd done on Teddy's birthday. He still manages to be surprised when Teddy shoos him out of the apartment some time after breakfast on the 9th, barely given time to grab his coat and stuff his laptop into a bag before he's been officially banished from his own home.

...Well then. Looks like he's in the wind today. First things first: while he isn't usually the type to announce this kind of thing, thanks to having the afternoon to himself (whereas usually his birthday is filled with doting parents and obnoxious little brothers vying for attention) he's feeling indulgent enough to go for it, and he remembers something in particular...]

Okay- first of all, question for everybody. Now that I know about that whole... Valentine's Day thing that's supposed to happen every year, does anyone know how to avoid it? Or should I just lock myself in my room for a few days and hope for the best?

And second, to the X-Men? If the team training is still on for today, it's probably safe to go ahead and assume I won't make it. I'm allowed to have plans on my birthday. But happy birthday to Logan whenever he gets back- 180 is a pretty big landmark, right?

[Hopefully he won't get killed for that one, but he just couldn't help himself. Even if the accuracy of that number is questionable.

The rest of the afternoon will be spent in the following ways: goofing off in the Battle Dome with some self-indulgent hologram scenarios blatantly ripped out of Star Trek, wasting time in Seventh Heaven with excessive amounts of coffee and his laptop like a proper teenage hipster, and then, when his battery's running dry, returning to building #5 to bully Teddy into feeding the laptop's power cord under the door, at which point he'll be curled up on the floor outside his apartment playing Minecraft or something while he waits for his boyfriend to finish... whatever he's doing in there.]

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Seriously? I wasn't begging for presents or anything.

I do believe it's traditional.

I guess I can't say no to tradition.

[Or presents from Asgardian gods.]

Want to meet somewhere? Or should I just head over.

[He chuckles.]

I think... it'd probably be a good idea to leave the house for a bit. Where shall I meet you?

I was thinking about grabbing some lunch. Seventh Heaven? I'm already here.

Ah yes. Lunch is a thing, isn't it.

All right. I shall see you there shortly.

[And there he is!]

["Lunch is a thing", what even, Loki. Should he be worried about your eating schedule?

He waves Loki over to his table when he arrives, though, tugging his headphones off his ears and shutting his laptop to make room.]

There really is nothing more convenient than teleportation magic, is there.

[Loki smiles at Billy, though there's no hiding the fact that he looks... tired.]

Nothing I can think of at the moment.

[He sits down with Billy and stretches out his legs.]

[He does look beat, good grief. Though with everything that's been going on lately, with the whole going-home plans, it's understandable.]

You look like you could use a break. Or at the very least a decent night's sleep.

[He waves a hand airily.]

There will be time for that later. They haven't given me much time to work in.

I'm not sure I feel particularly secure about the quality of your wormhole-constructing math when you're exhausted.

[Another airy handwave.]

If I'm actually exhausted, I'll be able to sleep, yes?

[And therefore if he isn't exhausted, he'll still be awake. PERFECT LOGIC.]

I'd rather not lose a line of thought whilst sleeping anyway. This is often how I work. I'd tell you to ask Greg about my horrid sleeping habits but...

[Ahaha. Yeah. That.]

...I'll take your word for it. But be careful. Please? Not just for your own sake, but for everybody's.

Of course. It'll all be checked over once it's actually out of my head and onto paper.

Okay, okay. I'll try not to nag, then. But if I ever catch you passed out over a pile of paper, you're so getting an earful.

[Loki laughs.] Why? 'Tis a comfortable enough way to sleep.

Less comfortable when you wake up and have to peel the pages off your face. And desperately hope you didn't drool all over your algebra homework or something.

[Which he has never, ever done, by the way.]

I would never do something so undignified as drooling.

Right, and I'm sure you were never in diapers, either.

[Everyone drools, okay, even gods. It's some kind of law.]

[Loki laughs.[ Not that I can recall.

Yeah, I don't remember that part of my life either, but that doesn't mean no one has pictorial evidence of it.

[Now he's wondering if it's possible to catch Loki drooling on his work.]

I somehow doubt there is such evidence for me.

So denizens of the Nine Realms pop out of the ground full-grown or something?

We don't seem to obsessively document everything with pictures the way you do.

That's a shame. Silly baby pictures are the ultimate embarrassment of adults everywhere, immortal or otherwise.

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