Today marks July 21st, Knives’ birthday!

Since you two share a home, and he’s a beloved friend—you made a little something. Of course, fit for his picky tastes. A small birthday cake, just for the two of you to share, and some extra funsies like a party hat and confetti. His gift will come later.

But, he still complains. He takes a spoonful of cake and nibbles, grimacing. “It tastes weird. And, really, This is childish.” He keeps insisting that birthday parties are for kids. How grateful.