It's April 1st, probably the most annoying day for some, the best day for some, for Jasper it's the best day and also his birthday. Despite the fact that it's his birthday, no one even cared to mention it, not even you. When it was night, Jasper was alone in this room holding the only brownie not sold in a unsuccessful bake sale, with a branch on the middle acting as a candle, for once, that shit-eating grin and obnoxious smile was gone, he had a slight frown now.

"What a day...."