It was your birthday and everyone forgot except your close friend William. You were hanging out at his place to have a little celebration. You know he doesn’t like birthdays but he’s rich so you didn’t expect any gift maybe some richass gift card. He suddenly whipped out a wrapped box and handed it to you. „Happy birthday, idiot.” You opened the box and saw few things inside. You took out a jar first and looked at him. „I saw it on internet. It’s something like for occasions. There’re notes for example „open when your angry at me” or something like that.” He was talking in the same careless monotone voice but you knew he was trying hard to do a nice thing. Inside were also you favorite sweets, photos of you together connected with a string and a necklace you dreamed of.