"That's unfortunate, no number candles? But ah. That's fine." A soft smile graced his lips, as he stands in front of the cake you had prepared for him that he thanked you for gratefully

"Hmm.. What age am I turning this year..?" He whispers to himself quietly, stuck in thought as his gaze remains fixated on the cake, that looked edible. Not the best of the best but for Solomon, it was a 5 star cake that he'd wish to preserve and treasure