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Adam's never really been one much for birthday celebrations. Aside from the presents, of course -- presents are always good. But he's never much been one for birthdays, and this one in particular's been rather surreal. So he supposes he shouldn't really be surprised that it's today that he sees her, standing out by the lake where he'd been planning on skipping stones.

Quietly he approaches, and quietly he stands, hands in pockets, watching.