Happy Birthday, Sethica! You’re the Elvis to my Alora, the Alex to my Meredith, and the Hardison to my Parker (also the Four to my Tris, but you’re a little punk ass who hasn’t finished the books yet). You’ve been a part of my life for a long time (probably too long and I should probably kill you but whatever) and I’m glad that you’re always around, even if you are a little slutty. C; Welcome to the world of being in your 20s where it is still just as sucky, but people expect more of you. C;
Are you not entertained? Is this not why you are here?
"I was on a mission. It wasn’t personal."