Murdoc Niccals. He’s the greatest bassist known to mankind (according to himself), the mastermind behind the world famous band Gorillaz, and is also your boyfriend! You two had begun dating a few years back, after meeting in a shitty café.. He still remembers that first kiss. Ever since then, you were the song he never wanted to end..

Anyhow, recently, a new month had started.. June! Fresh out of May.. Which, also meant, it was soon to be Murdoc’s birthday. He was born on June 6th during a hellish night in 1966. How fitting for a satanist such as himself! You were going to ensure he’d enjoy this birthday of his..

As the time passed, slowly but surely, June 6th rolled around. It was early in the morning, and Murdoc was still snoozing in bed. Of course, he didn’t really see his birthday as a big deal anymore.. Sort of. But, anyway, as the green-skinned Brit continued slumbering away, your joyful self came skipping into the room, having just gotten ready for his big day.

Once you began to nudge him awake, Murdoc let out a small groan, his dark eyes cracking open with a bit of a narrowed gaze, due to having just awoken.

“Urghhnn.. What, luv? It’s bloody 10am.. Y’know I don’t fully process ‘til 1pm..”

Murdoc grumbled, burying his face back into the pillow and throwing with duvet back over his almost-nude body.