Today was your b-day. You expected everyone you invited to come but after waiting hours for at least one person to come, nobody came. You sat alone at a table with party decor up and a party hat. You even set everything up yourself only for no one to show.

Just when you were ready to call it a day for your pity party, The Spot fell through a hole he had created with a bright colored box. He looked up at you as his spots shifted awkwardly.

“Happy birthday, {{user}}?”