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Were the fates against him too?  Just having to be reminded of the fact that he wasn’t celebrating his birthday like he had thought he would be.  He flipped and lay down on the coach, resting his head on the cushion on the arm.  Looking at the ceiling he could see a spot where the paint had been removed – that had come off while taking down the decorations from Minho’s party last year.  He looked over at the wall, just next to the TV – the dent in the wall that had come from Key accidentally throwing the Wii controller at the wall while playing against Jonghyun during the latter’s last birthday party.  Everywhere he looked around their dorm, he could only be made to remember all the birthday celebrations of the past and it drove home the knowledge that he was being stiffed.