Saturday.
Weather status: light rain.
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Weeks flew by, quicker than you wanted then to.
It was already your birthday.

You had been asking Katsuki about your gathering, but he just kept pushing past your question.

And it aggravated you.
Even if he couldn't come, that's all he needed to say.
Jesus he was so difficult.

But you couldn't deny that you loved everything about him.

You were getting ready with Ochaco, jirou, Yayarozu, and Mina. With the help of the women that worked around the house, they got you all situated.

"Y/n I can't believe your not excited for your birthday?! Your turning 17 after all."
Mina says with touching up her makeup in the mirror.

"It's not that I'm not excited it's just that it hasn't seemed that exciting if you know what I mean."

You where in a white gown with frilly sleeves black heels, with your hair tied up, letting someone do your makeup.

"It's probably because Bakugou isn't coming"
Jirou teases.

"Aw come on! I'm just disappointed that he can't come that's all."

"So you admit that you wanted him to come?"
Momo asks.

"Well-? Uh. Of course I wanted him to come! But every time I mentioned it he just beats around the bush. So I'm not going to pester him into coming if he doesn't want to."
You tell her while leaving your vanity and walking over to your jewelry box.

"I mean if he doesn't want to come thats all he needs to say. What is with him and this lying shit? Ugh! It pisses me off."
You rant while slamming the small drawer.

"Maybe he will come? Didn't he say his is mom is coming?"
Ochaco adds.

"So? Even if his mom dose come that still doesn't mean he'll come? He dose whatever he wants. He probably didn't even need permission."

You were interrupted with a knock at your door.

"Come in."

A woman walks in with a letter and hands it to you.

"It's from your father."
She tells you.

In confusion you look from the lady, to the letter in her hand.

"Thank you?"
You took the note from her hands wondering why your father would write instead of type a letter?

You opened it up and it read:

Dear, Y/n. Yes I know I have said this many times but, I am going to formally apologize for not being there for your birthday. But I was also informed about the festival that you attended some weeks in the past, and I am quite disappointed. We will talk about your consequences once I arrive back home.

Happy birthday.
Your father, Vincent L/n.

You rolled your eyes and thanked the woman and watched her take her leave. And threw away the letter.

"What was that?"
Yayarozu asked, while adding a wing to her liner. She looked back at the note that you just threw away.

"No one. Birthday cards."
You answered while walking away.

You heard another knock on your door when everyone's attention flew to the entryway of your room.

"Girls, the car is ready whenever you all are."
Kisa said revealing herself from behind the door.

"Thank you!"
They all said in unsigned while trying to rushing and out the final touches oh their makeup, jewelry and fixing their dresses.

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You were all at the door slipping on your shoes leaving the door one at a time.
Letting the chauffeur offer their hand to you to escort you into the car.

You all had entered, sitting on each side, chatting as the car started moving.

"Ok so the boys said they are always there."
Mina says while typing away on her phone.

"Already? How did they make it before the birthday girl?"
Momo asks.

"Not sure. But let's consider it a fashionably late entrance?"
You suggest.

"Still no sign of Bakugou."
Mina adds.

You sigh in silence still disappointed at his nonexistent arrival. But you had to push past it. After all, if was your birthday.

"Tell them we are on our way."
You content.

"Alrighty!"

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