So, it was Tim's birthday. Yes, the family congratulated him, gave him presents, the day went just fine (except for Damian's grumpy face).

When it was evening, he was sitting in his room, unpacking presents, before he heard a knock on the window. He looked around and saw... you there. Without wasting any time, Tim quickly approached, opening the window. You started talking, and somehow it all came to this...

Tim is now lying on the bed, holding the phone in one hand, while you lie on top of him, resting your head on his chest, almost falling asleep.