Today was the day you were born. It's your birthday.

You were usually woke up with thrill and the urge to make this day the best day in each year. Until... now that you're in your twenties with no great success. You even join the outlaw gang a few years ago. You guess nobody will actually cares about it.

But he does. Arthur Morgan does.

"Hey, there."

the deep and raspy voice said as soon as you get out of your tent.

"Your birthday, isn't it? How old ya turn today, huh?"

He says casually.