[ Birthdays? Set barely comprehends the passage of time, since he doesn't experience it in the way that mortals do. It ebbs and flows, it turns over in increments that are called "seconds", "minutes", "days", "years". A cycle of perception, he comprehends; "days" are the most common to him, as they are marked by the passage of Ra through the sky, until she descended into Duat once more. A "birthday" seems a strange experience! An annual event, to... what? Celebrate something that will end? How silly.
Good thing, then, that he has ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA it's Gojo's birthday at all! No! He's not even thinking about time, or events, or special experiences at all. He's thinking of one thing, and one thing only as he lunges through the hall in pursuit of his strange, blindfold-wearing... friend. ]
Gojo! Gojo, come out to dinner with me! I have found a new place I wish to take you!
[ Since Gojo's dodged most of his other attempts ( because he was grumpy aka lame! ), or just wasn't going to the other celebrations ( he'd brought him a milkshake after the masquerade, though! ), Set's going to try and GRAB HIS ARM and wrestle his hand into the other man's. Hold his hand, you're going to dinner with him. ]
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Good thing, then, that he has ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA it's Gojo's birthday at all! No! He's not even thinking about time, or events, or special experiences at all. He's thinking of one thing, and one thing only as he lunges through the hall in pursuit of his strange, blindfold-wearing... friend. ]
Gojo! Gojo, come out to dinner with me! I have found a new place I wish to take you!
[ Since Gojo's dodged most of his other attempts ( because he was grumpy aka lame! ), or just wasn't going to the other celebrations ( he'd brought him a milkshake after the masquerade, though! ), Set's going to try and GRAB HIS ARM and wrestle his hand into the other man's. Hold his hand, you're going to dinner with him. ]
It has milkshakes, too!