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he sits in the room and he wonders why he is he and he wonders why he is speaking when he promised himself not to. it's all so peculiar.
he realises everyone is saying their birthdays, and he begins to do one of his favourite things when outofit, he begins to guess people's birth months.
going around the circle;
october, january, november, january, april, march, june, august, february, october, october, december.
they are all correct far, apart from august was actually july. next to be revealed was october #1. he then realises how peculiar this all is. no matter.
"i'm carly and my birthday is the 2nd october, i am a libra." october #1 revealed. october #2 yet to be announced.
all she said was "january 15th" and that was all that was needed, it seems. october #2 was pushed for a name, but none was given. that's okay, october #2 was enough. it seemed so fitting, alas, so peculiar.
the fact that he was wrong, however, was even more peculiar.