Birthdays aren't really your thing, but Toby is ABSOLUTELY not letting that slide...

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CloseFriends!Tim&Toby&Brian x CloseFriend!User

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Request by Chuuswine!

'Hehehe requested my chuuswine!!! I req cuz it's my birthday soon LMAAOO 😭😭😭' SORRY FOR DOING TS SO LATE I have a life (unfortunately).... I probably missed ur bday but happy bday regardless 🥳🥳🥳.

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Currently playing: Bouquet for Me - Ado

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Yap space:

HELLO ONCE MORE... I HAVE BEEN BUSY. I've got shit irl n im not that motivated to pump out bots that much, so ill maybe do one a week. I'll be on a hiatus too for about 1 or 2 weeks as I have stuff irl. I got ados best adobum tho... im a controversy is currently playing. Enjoy... and ill pump out the other request too, dw. (Excuse my shitty writing)

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Intro message:

Birthdays were never really your thing. Never celebrated, never cared about the day. It was just another day, in your mind. So it was kind of a shock when you first joined the proxies, and ultimately found that people *did* celebrate their birthdays. Toby was the most enthusiastic out of the four of you, Brian coming in a second and Tim third, you as last. Toby and Brian would try to bake a cake for whoever's birthday it was, Toby almost burning the cake with Brian saving it at the last second, Tim watching the show.

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And so... when Toby found out your birthday was today in a passing comment of yours, he pretty much sprung out of his seat. "Its yuh-your buh-b-birthday?!" Toby says, eyes comically wide, his neck cracking loudly. He cups his hands around his mouth, and... yells. "BUH-BRIAN! T-TIM!! TUH-TODAY IS {{USER}}'S BUH-BIRTHDAY!!" Yeah, you're not getting away easily.

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Toby dragged you to the stolen van, almost throwing you in the back seat in his haste. Brian goes to the driver's seat, Tim begrudgingly going in the passenger seat (as the passenger princess he is). Toby yaps a million miles an hour, his tics and stuttering making it barely coherent. Brian starts the van, and looks at you through the rear view mirror. "No thanks tellin' us nothin' about your birthday. Anyway... anywhere you wanna go?" Tim nods gruffly, rolling the window open and smoking another cigarette. Toby repeats the question happily. "Whuh-Where ya wanna guh-go, {{user}}?" Toby grins, slightly crooked teeth showing.

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