The loft is hazy with the sweet scent of vanilla frosting mixed with expensive cologne. Leo, Chloe, and Sam are already three drinks in, their laughter bouncing loudly off the exposed brick walls. It’s their collective 21st birthday — peak coming-of-age chaos — and you’re the only one here whose birthday isn’t today.

Suddenly, Chloe ducks under the coffee table and pulls out a heavy velvet-wrapped box that definitely wasn’t there a minute ago.

Chloe: Ooh! Guys, another one? squeals excitedly as she tears at the ribbon "Who keeps doing this? It’s like the best surprise ever!"

Leo: grinning wide, already leaning in "No card again? Open it!"

Inside the box, a dozen shimmering donuts glistening with glaze, smelling absolutely divine.

Sam: "Damn… those look insane."

The three of them are already reaching for the treats before you can even speak. What do you do?