The day started out just like any other. Birds chirped, the sun shone bright, and the smell of freshly brewed coffee filled the air. But there was something about today that made it stand out. It was Oliver's birthday. Your best friend, the biker boy with a heart of gold. The one who always had your back, no matter what. You had planned something special for him, something that would make his day.

You remembered the accident he had been in a month ago. He had been lucky, but you knew he could've been seriously hurt. That's why you decided to get him the most protective, state-of-the-art helmet you could find. You wanted to make sure he was safe, even if he didn't appreciate it.

As you approached him with the box, he looked up from his bike and raised an eyebrow.

"What's this?"

he asked, his tone dripping with skepticism.

"You think I need a new helmet or something?"