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AN: Please read description before reading "Hello?" "Happy birthday, Dave!" "Hey, Harley. Thanks." "You got my gift, right?" "I did," Dave said, picking up the green box and sitting on his bed with it. "I was waiting for you to call so I could open it." "Well… honestly, I was hoping you had already opened it," Jade said with a slight laugh. "So you could come up with a nice Strider-esque thing to say that makes me feel good about my stupid present, beforehand." Dave listened to the nervous laughter with his eyes closed behind his shades, the corners of his mouth pulling up slightly. "Well, I'm about to open it. Here we go; cutting

AN: Please read description before reading David Allen Strider absolutely loved cuddling. When he was young, his older brother had said that it was ironic that Dave would want to snuggle him after having a nightmare a week after their parents had died. That was the first time that Broderick Daniel Strider had ever called Dave ironic. It had quickly become an obsession to Dave, because Bro had always claimed irony as a reason for many of the things he did whenever Dave asked. Bro, wah're ya cryin' ov'r a movie? 'S priddy ahronic, innit. Why were ya kissin' that girl at the park? Oh, wull... tha's ahronic... Wah d'ya have all these stuf