“Surprise!” Evelyn jumped out from behind the couch. Her friend leaped backward in shock, his hand over his chest. He nearly ran back out the front door in fright. Evelyn laughed as she walked around to the other side of the couch to meet him.
“What was that for?” Logan asked glaring at her. His hand was still clutching his chest and heaving up and down. He slowly walked further into the living room eyeing her cautiously.
Evelyn was still laughing. She walked past him and closed the front door. “It’s a surprise, Logan. Laugh.”
“A surprise for what?” he asked.
Evelyn folded her arms over her chest. She looked at Logan with a huff though she was still smirking. Logan raised an eyebrow. Was he forgetting something? He must have been forgetting something.
“Well, you’re surprising me so I know it’s not your birthday.” Logan said.
Evelyn scoffed rolling her eyes. Yet the smile never left her lips.
“I know it’s not my birthday. My birthday isn’t for another couple of months and no one really cares about my birthday anyway, so…”
“What are you talking about? You’re going to be 30 on your next birthday!” Evelyn commented defensively.
“Exactly my point.” Logan grunted.
Evelyn dropped her arms back down by her and turned to walk away. “Alright, old man. You think what you want.”
“Where are you going?” Logan stretched out an arm to stop her, but she didn’t see him. He wasn’t sure if he was supposed to follow her or not.
“I’m hungry,” she called from the other room.
Logan drew in a breath and then jogged into the kitchen. He had thought maybe she made him a cake or something for whatever they were celebrating. But she wasn’t being very open about it. Maybe she was just saying that to trick him again? Maybe he’d enter the kitchen and sure enough there would be a cake in the middle of the table saying, “Happy…” Well, happy whatever.
“I’m coming into the kitchen…” Logan warned.
“Go for it,”
He sighed. She was taking the fun out of everything. He walked into the kitchen but there was no cake. Evelyn was making herself a sandwich.
“Wait, so what’s the occasion? I didn’t get a promotion at work or anything… you and I aren’t together so I know it’s not our anniversary.” He gasped. “Wait, is it our anniversary from when we became roommates?”
Evelyn giggled slathering on the last bit of mayo onto her sandwich. “No, no, and no. You’re totally off, Logan.”
Logan folded his hands and leaned against the wall deep in thought.
Evelyn turned around and took a bite of her sandwich. They stood in silence and when she swallowed, she grinned again. “You’re really going crazy about this, aren’t you?”
Logan nodded. “Of course I am! You nearly gave me a heart attack when I entered the room. Why can’t you just tell me what’s going on?”
Evelyn shook her head. “Well, where’s the fun in that? I can’t believe you don’t even remember what it is anyway.”
Logan scratched the top of his head ruffling his brown hair. “I really… I really just have no idea…”
Evelyn put down her sandwich and walked over to Logan. She wrapped him up in a hug, Logan being as confused as ever, she pulled away and patted him on the shoulder.
“Oh, you’re so much fun.”
“What?” Logan asked as she walked back over to her sandwich.
“I just wanted to spook you coming through the door, but you really took it seriously so I wanted to string you along a bit.” Evelyn replied.
Logan narrowed his eyes puzzled. “So… you surprised me just to scare me?”
“Yes,”
“And there’s no occasion? Nothing I forgot?”
“Nope, it’s a normal day.”
Logan sighed. “I hate you.” He turned around walking out of the room.
“Oh, by the way,” Evelyn called after him. “Call your mom, it’s her birthday today.”
Logan paused. He waved a hand acknowledging her comment. His mother’s birthday… that was something he had forgotten.
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