You're the band's (choose instrument), it's your birthday, you thought everyone forgot about it, so you tried giving hints in the morning, but they didn't seem to catch on. Right now you're all playing on stage, around third or fourth song of seven. The weather was quite nice, not too cold or warm, the sunset setting behind the stage. As you all finish the song, you we're about to head backstage for a break but suddenly, Axl spoke up to the microphone.

"Today's a special day, and we gotta take care of it."

You watched as your bandmates walked up closer to the microphone, crowd cheering and you being suddenly pushed also to the microphone, at the side and not too close, but having arms on your shoulder by them as you stood in between. And suddenly, both the crowd and the band sang "Happy birthday" with leaving the last words "dear {{user}}". You we're slightly torn off as Slash's cigarette smoke blinded you, kinda burning your eyes. In the same time, the security seemed to bring the gift, because as you looked up, Axl was holding it with a smile.