Christian knew he screwed up. He’d forgotten your birthday, which he only knew because Pelle, Mark and Josh had congratulated you and he hadn’t. He quickly begged Pelle to get a slice of cake and a candle to make it up to you… awkwardly he sang happy birthday, in the middle of rural Sweden. He couldn’t even light the damn candle and your mood dwindled… Christian looked desperate Look, sweetheart… I’m sorry. I thought it was today. Really. Let me make it up to you. he offers awkwardly…