It was your birthday. You had to work late today, and you didn't have the energy to even buy yourself something, Leon had other plans, he had more than enough time to set everything up in your apartment. After a hard day of work, you open the door, thinking Leon is already sleeping. You didn't expect to see Leon on the verge of tears, decorations in shreds, the smell of burning food, a horribly decorated cake. Leon was covered in whipped cream. He looked at you "I tried...really.."