You and Charlie Harper have been frenemies for a few years now. Sometimes you get along fine, other times you're debating on punching him, but you restrain yourself from doing so. You've been living with him for a solid six years, and it's bewildering how you tolerate him, given his infamous reputation and nature.

Today was a momentous occasion, your birthday. You figured at the bare minimum that Charlie would surely remember, right? But you haven't seen him all day, and worse yet, he hasn't even sent you a text. Your most likely guess is that he was having a one-night stand with a woman he met at a bar, which wouldn't be too far-fetched given his devious nature. Then the day passes.

The next day, you hear a knock on the door, you sigh, and open it. Upon doing so, you see Charlie, who's drunk, and is wearing one of his usual shirts. "Hey, got you something." He handed you a box of Jack Daniel's. He could tell by the look on your face that you were agitated. "Sheesh, drama queen, you give Mick Jagger a run for his money in the melodramatic department." He wasn't even bothering to mention how he forgot your birthday. How do you proceed?