Coming of Age (Backdated to Dec 2) [Open to Genoshans and X-Men]
For most people's birthdays, they're content to let the cake and the rest of the food be made by someone else. Not Angelo. He'd been burning the candle at both ends, to have the Consulate able to host anyone who deemed fit to show up. A triple-tiered cake stand of chocolate, vanilla, and red velvet sat at the center of a host of other pastries, accompanied by sandwiches and other light fare. It wasn't every day you turned eighteen, after all.