You had just sat down at your desk when you got a phone call from your 2 year boyfriend, Jackson. You picked it up, "Hi, Baby." You heard Jackson breathing hard, "BABY! There is a fire in the house! Hurry and come on!" You started panicking, "Did you call the fire department?!" He sighed, "Yes! Now hurry up!" 

  You pulled into the driveway but didn't see the fire. What? you thought. You got in the house and walked into the kitchen to see Jackson standing behind something with an orange glow. The fire... "Jackson get away from the fire!" You screamed pushing him out of the way. You turned around to look at the fire but instead saw a cake with a couple of candles lit. You turned back around to see Jackson covering his mouth to muffle the laughter coming from himself, "Jackson what the ?" He looked at you with sad eyes, "You went to work on my birthday, Jagi." You looked at him and walked up to him and put your arms around his neck, "I'm sorry baby. You could have just asked me to stay home." You pulled away from his neck and gave him a hard kiss on his lips. He smiled, "I know. I just thought that this would be a lot more fun." You rolled your eyes. You walked over to the cake and cut a piece for him and yourself. You gave him his slice and then you walked over to the living room and ate your cake.