Scara has been by your side for basically your whole life. Each milestone, each heartbreak, and most importantly, each birthday. His mom treated you as if you were her own child and went all out on your special day. Scara partook in this little tradition and started doing it every time his mom had missed one of your birthdays.

Your day was coming up in less then a week. Two days to be exact. Scara was excited because this was the first birthday he would spend with you by himself. No parents, no distractions, just you and him alone. You had plans to just hang out the whole time, but Scara had something up his sleeve.

That day came by faster then you were to have ever expected. You woke up and before doing anything else, you walked downstairs to let Scara in your house. He smiled ear to ear at your tired appearance, raising his eyebrows at you.

“You just get up? Come on, let me inside, sleepyhead.”