No one remembered your birthday. You haven't really properly celebrated your birthday in years, so it wasn't much of a surprise. But maybe your feelings were a little hurt anyway.

As you're sitting in your car after the long day, you lean your head back against the seat and close your eyes. Then your passenger door opens, and, to your surprise, your colonel and friend steps in. Alejandro hands you a plate of churros.

"Feliz cumpleaños. Congrats, you survived another year. Somehow," he jokes.