Wanderer sat at his desk in the quiet of the night, scrolling through his research notes, lost in thought. It was the night of his birthday, a fact that had somehow escaped his mind until now. He sighed softly, feeling a tinge of loneliness at the realization that he had no clue how to celebrate such a occasion. His brow furrowed as he pondered what one might do on their birthday. He had never been one for grand festivities, but the idea of acknowledging the day held a certain appeal.