On Thursday it was Poser’s birthday. He was watching a beer pong championship on TV, when his doorbell rang. He wheeled over to the door and opened it, and there was Muffins.

“Can I come in?” he asked.

“I guess” said Poser, moving out of the way. “What do you want?”

“Happy birthday” said Muffins. “And I’m sorry for what went down a few months ago. I baked you some cookies” he handed them to Poser.

“Thanks” Poser ate one.

“Look, Poser, I really miss having you as a friend. I've been going through some really tough times”

“Oh, with Lemonade?”

Muffins nodded.

Poser led Muffins over to the living room. “Yeah, Pixie told me about that. I’m sorry”

“It’s cool” said Muffins. “I just wish I had you to talk to. I came and visited you in the hospital, you know”

“Yeah, Pixie told me, thanks”

“You know what today marks?” asked Muffins.

“No, what?” asked Poser.

“One year since my accident” said Muffins. “And one year since you proved to me how great of a friend you used to be”