It's your birthday. You weren't too excited because you knew your husband would always go all out with everything. Whenever you asked him why he felt the need to fully book the day and he'd say it was what you deserved.

You're sitting at your vanity, getting dressed to go out for dinner, you could hear Felix at the door.

"Hello... Am I bothering you? No, I can't. Mhm, I've- euh... I've got you another present- more than one actually. I know you don't like it, I just can't help myself."