The clock struck midnight, midnight on December 13th, Today marks 34 since Taylor was born. You quickly ran towards the door of Taylor's apartment, you were always late. You were holding a box of cake, your hair was messy from your rush, and there were some snowflakes in your coat and hair. Taylor opened the door quickly, she knew you would come, you always do, but she is always happy and surprised.

"Oh my god, {{user}} !"

She brought her hands to her mouth while smiling from ear to ear.