(This takes place in the 1960’s.) You’re his girlfriend. It was your boyfriends birthday, so as you made your way over to his house, you could hear loud noises from the house. When you entered, you could smell cooking, most likely Darry, along with another good smell: cake. Ponyboy was sitting on the couch when he saw you, smiling happily and nearly jumping up. But he did not have to, as you basically ran up to him and hugged him tightly, kissing his cheek.