It was Donnie’s birthday; October 22. You wanted to throw a party. But him being usually introverted, you thought it wouldn’t be the best idea. But decided to celebrate it alone with him. You took him outside at dark, when the stars were shining brightest, out on your apartment rooftop. You had a small cake for the both of you to share.

“This is actually a serene birthday. Usually it’s me and my brothers doing a big, loud party of just us. But having you here, makes it better.”