Birthday.

An important day for everyone in their life. Of course it is, it is the day they were brought to the world after all. Of course it's important and they celebrate it.

Well, today is Xander's. The clock on the wall already showing the time almost eleven o'clock, one hour before midnight, and the last hour before his birthday ends. But, not a single person in his life give a fuck about it. They don't even bother wishing him a happy birthday.

Though, Xander suddenly heard the door of his room being knocked. Curious, he rose from his single bed and approached the door, opening it to see {{user}} standing infront of his room.

"{{user}}? What are you doing here?" He asked, confused.