"You do remember our promise, right?"
Walking through the dimly lit hallway, Senara asked, glancing back at Inder.
"...I do," Inder replied, awkwardly averting his gaze.
"Nice!" Senara squealed in delight, grinning happily. "Arguing with Mother to let me stay tonight was worth it."
"Aunty isn't coming?" Inder asked, changing the topic.
"No, she had work to do," Senara replied, shaking her head.
"...I see."
"She also wanted me to stay at home, but how could I miss the special day?" she whispered, winking at him.
Inder gramiced, pinching her cheek as they arrived at the kitchen.
It was decorated the same way as the living room, with both of Inder's parents wearing birthday caps.
"Senara, pick the other stuff," Inder's mother, Hena, said, looking at her.
"On it, Mother," Senara replied as she grabbed the food from the counter.
"Pick up the cake," Hena ordered, looking at her husband.
