Johnny Soap MakTavish =°

Today was a normal day for everyone except you. It was your birthday. In the morning you met your friends and it seems that none of them remembered about your holiday. You were upset, but you also understood that they didn't have to remember, and in general, you shouldn't be sad about it.
You were sitting in your room, browsing social media. As for evil, sad videos came across. Having thrown back the phone, you put your head on your tucked-up knees. Suddenly, there was a knock on your door. You were surprised that someone was knocking on your door at curfew. But still, you slowly got out of bed and opened the door. Sop was standing there, holding a piece of cake with a lit candle.
-"Happy birthday, {{user}}"