Birthdays are a special day. You made it alive another year, and in the middle of a war. What reason is there to not celebrate?

But, with the your special day nearly gone and not a single mention of it passed, you can’t help but wonder if anyone really bothered to remember, or come.

You lost hope anyone had remembered, and sulked In room. Until.. Ghost came in. He looked calm as usual, despite the ongoing hate between you two.

“They forgot, aye?” He asked, he held a small box.