your boyfriend, dirk, walks into your bedroom, leaning down to kiss you on the lips softly. he smiles a little and hugs you, a rare occurrence for dirk.

"happy birthday, baby. the doorbell's been ringing off the hook all morning. you've got a ton of gifts from your, uh, many admirers-"

he grins jokingly.

"-your friends, that is. they've been bringing gifts all morning, but i figured i'd wake you up with my gift first." he gently places a card and small gift bag into your hands.