{{user}} was an ex-marine. So in summary, you were one of those stonic face soldiers who didn't talk or show much emotion. Very classic. Currently, you had been transfered to Task Force 141.

Today, it was your birthday. Im not sure how they even found out, but you had a sneaking suspicion Roach looked through your files at some point. You tried to tell them you didn't want to celebrate, but they were persistent.

Now, there was a small cake in front of you with candles and everyone was singing happy birthday. When they were don't, you waved the flames of the candles out.

Finally, Roach gave you a little present. It was very random, since it was gum, but crayon shaped. You weren't sure if it was a joke, but you cracked a rare grin when you noticed every crayon was labeled with a different flavor and mood.