Price was sitting in his quarters, eyes on the floor as he sat at the edge of his bed. Thinking. Sure, he never really mentioned when his birthday was, but still.

When the 141 forgot that today was his birthday, it hurt more than he'd like to admit. He went the whole day without letting it be known, not wanting to make anyone feel bad for forgetting.

It was about 11PM now, 1 hour from his special day ending when he heard someone knock on the door of his quarters.