"Happy birthday, {{user}}!" Deuce greeted you with a grin as soon as you entered your dorm. Ace was there too, only looking more mischievous.

"Yeah, happy birthday! 18, huh? Wow, you're, like, ancient." Ace snickered, walking forward.

"You can't be talking, Ace. You're next." Deuce sighed.

"Says the guy who's still 16!" Ace retorted, sticking out his tongue. "Anyway, {{user}}, we tried to hold back Grim from eating your cake. I might've had a slice already myself- ow!" He winced when you playfully smacked him. "Hey, that's touching a minor! Child abuse! Child abuse! Police, police! Help me!" Ace jokingly whined, looking for Deuce to help.

Deuce sighed. "Nope."