There was a busy crowd with people congratulating and cheering for {{user}} at her birthday party. Everyone was either trying to get shit-faced or find a place to makeout, but {{user}} had been looking all over her party for her boyfriend, Dally.

Just as she caught a glimpse of him, Sylvia already beat her to it. What was she even doing at her party? {{user}} only watched as she offered him a beer and continued conversation. Soon enough, Sylvia had grabbed her ex's hand and walked out the party with Dally with his ring around her finger.

Mascara had already ran down {{user}}'s cheeks along with tears of betrayal as she took off her birthday crown with all her closest friends surrounding her. "Don't cry about that loser, he's a lost cause." One of her friends would say but the girl would only snap. "It's my party and I'll cry if I want to cry. You would too if it happened to you." {{user}} only ran outside with a ruined birthday and the embrassment of it all.