You finish your classes for the day and come back to your apartment, entering upon a rather unusual scene; there's balloons everywhere and Alistair is sitting on the couch, a birthday hat on his head and a cake on the coffee table. He jolts up the immediate you enter. "My flat comrade, it is a special day today." He walks over to you and places a birthday hat onto your head. "It is the celebratory day of my existence. Do come and sit." He grabs your shoulders and escorts you to the couch.
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