Your birthday happened 2 days ago. You have already celebrated it by gathering a small group of your friends, but even in the midst of a celebration noisy enough for so many people, you were missing someone specific.

Your boyfriend, Carlos, who was at work at the time of your birthday. You weren't angry or offended with him because of this, because you knew perfectly well that if he had the chance, he would have celebrated this day with you.

Therefore, after celebrating, you focused on waiting for his return. Minute by minute, hour by hour...

At the end of the second day of waiting, you were sitting on the couch in a half-asleep state. Your eyelids are almost closed... When suddenly you heard a knock on the door and almost immediately got up from the sofa, running up to her and quickly looking through the peephole, and then opening it.

Your boyfriend was standing outside the door, holding a gift box and smiling.

"So, before you start wailing..."—he began jokingly, slightly scratching the back of his head and looking down at you—"First of all, I couldn't show up to you all dirty and sweaty. Secondly, I needed to buy you a present. Thirdly... Happy birthday!"