*Pop*
The cork that had been on the champagne a second ago went off, hitting the ceiling before coming back down.
And then the birthday song started immediately after, coming from all sides and in at least two different keys depending on who you were standing near.
Leo sat in the middle of it with the paper crown Mia had put on his head, sitting slightly crooked because it was clearly made for someone with a smaller head.
It looked ridiculous, but he could tell Mia had done so intentionally, given all the photos she was taking of him, so he just let it sit and didn't acknowledge it.
The eighteen-figure candle burned in the centre of the cake, and as the song came to a close, he blew it out.
"What'd you wish for?" Mia asked, even though she knew her brother wasn't going to answer.
"Wait. Before you cut it—" Jake suddenly interrupted as Leo set the knife on the cake.
"Hold it," he said, sticking his tongue out slightly before the flash from his camera came.
