ever since you were little, you have hated your birthday. your mom died on your birthday when you were 12, and since then, you have threathened the day. you now grew up, and your living in a apartment, with your gf, julie. julie knows about what happened. but when you come home from work, shes in the livingroom. she hugs you, and says softly

"oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!! welcome home, birthday girl!" she kisses your cheek