𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 / 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘢 𝘰𝘯𝘦

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"I'll make the same cake as I did for mum last year." I suggest. "The chocolate cake?" Minttu suddenly asks from the couch. "Yeah, Seb loves chocolate cake." I look between the two who are sitting next to me then over to her as it remained silent for the time being. "What? Is that a 'no?'"

"No, that sounds lovely. Just.. maybe get Minttu to help you this time." My brother points over. "Why can't I do it alone?" I look over to Mick who has been quiet the entire time, sitting back -- watching and enjoying.
"She is a fine baker.. you could learn a thing or two from her." He shrugs his shoulders. "Did you two not like the cake I made last year?" I then advert my attention towards Kimi and his wife. Both glancing at eachother and not muttering a peep. Which I took as a 'no.'

"I see..."

"It wasn't horrible, it was just overally dry and sweet is all.." she tries to smooth the conversation over, giving me a smile.
"We could even just order in a cake?" Mick then pipes up. "That works too." My brother agrees. I look down at my notepad and stratch off the 'homemade chocolate cake' idea and put down their's using my pen. "Paintball? Karting? We still haven't decided yet."

"Paintball for sure."

"And what restaurant? I know we're doing Italian, but.."

"I have this amazing restaurant in mind, its here close in town. I can't think of the name though.." Mick then pulls out his phone. "Who's on the invitation list?" Kimi then asks.

"Well we can see if all the drivers want to come and help celebrate, or we can keep it close with it just being us and Rocky." I began drawing little doodles. Swirls here and there. "Who's Rocky?"
"Sebastian's race engineer. The two are quite close."

"Ah, I see.." I peered up and nibbled on my lip. "Have you found the name yet?" He looks up from his phone. "No.. not yet. I will though, shortly."

"Ah, here we go!" He jumps up. "La Capannina, is what its called." He shoots me a proud grin -- placing his phone infront of my face and scrolling down the pictures of their menu. "Their food is amazing."

"Looks good." I agree, writing down the name of the restaurant. "Let me see." Kimi says, Minttu walks over and sits herself ontop of his lap. Mick turns his stool to face the two and shows them the pictures. "You've gone there?" She asks him. "Yeah with a couple of my buddies a couple of months ago."

"We could even just scratch the cake idea and get dessert there."

"Yeah we can." We all agree to her idea. I scratch out the previous idea and write down the new one. "So.. Paintball, that Italian restaurant, we'll come back here where we'll decorate it with balloons and such, have him open his presents.. is that it?" I read out the small list.

"I think thats good for now, we still have a couple of weeks." My brother tells me. "Okay." I flip over the cover and placed the cap back on my pen. "What time is it?"

"38 after 10."

"Really? I should get going then.. I have an early morning tomorrow." I stretch out my back, hearing and feeling tiny pops and cracks. "We all do." Minttu yawns, standing up from my brother's lap. "Do you want Mick to walk you back?"