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[ Clara has no idea she's so close to her birthday. But leave it to a Time Lord to have it down. When she opens her eyes and sees the flowers, her forehead wrinkles in sleepy confusion. Pushing herself up, she sees the note and smiles softly. She warms instantly, her heart soft for him in new ways. He's her best friend; she was so afraid that things would be strained between them. But instead, all of the pieces have fallen into place.

When she sees the chocolates she laughs quietly under her breath, remembering jammy dodgers, once. Popping one into her mouth for breakfast, she hums. It's good, he picked well. She reaches for the trinket and turns it over in her hands, smiling even brighter. ]

You sneak.

Thank you, Doctor. I'm honestly pretty impressed you remembered. There's a lot to worry about.

Oh I never forget anything, you know that. Especially the important things. And you're very important. Top of the list!

[ Clara laughs again softly. ]

Surprised you found flowers that were half-alive, that was lucky of you.

Did you come in while I was sleeping?

[ It only occurs to her now, not that she minds. She had no idea she was such a heavy sleeper. Or maybe he's just very quiet, she isn't sure which. ]

Surprised! How dare you. You know if anyone could find flowers, it's me. I can find anything. So little faith.

And yes, of course, how else could I surprise you?

You're absolutely right, if anyone was going to find flowers, it would be you.

And were there any chocolates you decided had to go? I noticed all the chocolates with cream inside were pushed to the front.

[ All with bites taken out of them too, but they're her favorite. She isn't even sure when he found that out, maybe when they brought back treats from Akhaten. ]

Those ones with the crunchy bits. Not the flaky crunch, the hard crunch. Walnuts or something. Rubbish. Dreadful to put that in chocolate.

Absolute rubbish.

[ There's a pause as she looks at the compass he made for her, and then she sends another message, her features soft even if he can't see them. She didn't think she'd ever celebrate her birthday with him—this him—again. She's glad he can't see her emotion at all, knowing she's probably looking two breaths away from tears. ]

You've made today a happy one for sure, you should know that.

We'll manage a few more of those happy days while we're here if I have anything to say about it. And I do have a lot to say about it, in fact!

We never did try those berries that were blue. But not blueberries. Will you take me out for my birthday, Doctor?

Anywhere you want to go! The day is yours, Clara Oswald.

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