(everyone i show the picture to above says they don't like it & i get sad bc it's my favorite picture of Ross :(
Ross awoke from his sleep. It was early, about 6:00 Am. His favorite time to wake up. The alarm clock didn't wake him up, because he had broke it a few days ago.
Ross felt like he was forgetting something, but couldn't figure it out. He was so close to finding out what it was.
"Wait.... ITS MY BIRTHDAY!" Ross said, he smiled & started to jump around everywhere.
Ross was dancing until his bandmates came in, holding a cake & singing happy birthday in beautiful harmony. They have been waiting outside of his door for 4 hours. Waiting for Ross to wake up.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Ross! Happy birthday to you." They all sang.
Ross blew out the candles, he coughed when the smoke hit his face. They all clapped, laughing at Ross nearly dying. (oh no)
"*cough* Thanks- *cough* guys." Ross said. He was choking on smoke.
"No problem! Come downstairs because we have a surprise for you!" Rob said.
"What is it?" Ross asked.
"It wouldn't be a surprise if i told you so. Come downstairs." Rob said before leaving.
Andrew patted Ross on the back. "Happy birthday buddy! I made your cake. I didn't poison it this time. Well those were cupcakes..."
"Still, i didn't poison anything." Andrew said.
"Okay..." Ross said before shoving Joe aside to go downstairs.
"WELL EXCUSE FUCKING M-"
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Joe sat on the floor as he bit on the party horn in his mouth, pouting. (Idk what it's called but the thing you blow into that makes a noise & rolls out a piece of paper or something) The party hat that he had on his head almost fell off because it had no string to be held on his head. Rob punished Joe because he yelled at Ross by cutting off the string.
"Oh my god! A University of Michigan shirt! Thank you Zubin. I already have 20 of these, but i appreciate it." Ross said. He held up the shirt & looked at it. It was the same design that all the other ones Ross had. One year everyone got him just that shirt. Nothing else. That's why he has 20 of them. (It was Zubin's idea)
Zubin pointed finger guns at Ross & bit his lip. "No problem, Rossy."
Ross cringed at that, he hunched his head down to his shoulders. "Zubin please, it's my birthday. Not now. Why do you have to make me hate you everyday?"
"Geez. Sorry." Zubin said. He turned away from Ross, Zubin rolled his eyes then turned back to Ross.
"Okay, aside from Zubin being Zubin, open my gift!" Rob said. He grinned.
Ross nodded and opened the grey colored wrapping paper very carefully. He was the type to save everything a gift was in, because he was grateful for it. If he didn't save the bag, wrapping paper, or box you gave the gift in he didn't like the gift.
Ross opened it. It was a brand new set of 10 drumsticks because Ross kept breaking his. (had to do math for this)
"Oh wow. Thanks Rob! You know how i usually break them all of the time!" Ross said, he hugged him.
"No problem. Now i think it's time to open Joe's gift." Rob said. He looked at Joe, who was angry.
Joe snatched away the present from Ross. "No! You don't deserve it because you had Rob yell at me & shoved me aside!"
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Tally House
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