` Blair was in a room full of people all their for her. See, it was her 30th birthday and her husband had planned a "surprise" party. The truth is that she had known about it the whole time.

She was married to 45 year old Mark Williams. He was extremely handsome when they met, but he had started to gain some weight and had lost some of his best features. Still, Blair stayed in the relationship.

However at this very moment she hated him, loathed him. She was in a corner drinking more and more by the minute. I mean she usually loved parties, especially ones where she was the center of attention. She saw Mark and pulled him by his arm.

"Mark, where are my friends?"

"They're all here, just look around. The cake's going to come out in about twenty minutes."

"No, NO. These are YOUR friends Mark. Where are MY friends? Where's Serena? Where's Nate? Where's Chuck? I mean I would even be happy to see Dan." She started laughing.

"What's so funny?"

"Don't you get it?" He didn't get it. "I said I wanted to see Dan. Whenever I say I want to see that downer, you know I must really be miserable." She couldn't stop laughing. "I mean Dan HUMPHREY. Haha."

"You're making a scene. Now stop it!" He shook her a little, then he went close up to her ear and whispered "Now go to the bathroom and try to make me remember why I married your sorry piece of ass."

She started to make her way go the bathroom, but instead went down the elevator and hailed a taxi.

"Can we go to 2015 8th Avenue? My friend Nathaniel Archibald lives there."

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She knocked on the door repeatedly. "Nate, NATE. Why aren't you answering?"

Then Nate appeared, but at the neighboring door. "Blair? Is that you?"

"Of course it's me. Why are you at the wrong house?"

"I live HERE. You're at the wrong house.", Nate replied.

Blair couldn't help herself from laughing.

"Now, come in before someone calls the police on you."

She entered his house and he offered her a cup of coffee.

He had absolutely no idea why she was at his doorstep especially on the day of her 30th birthday. But he really couldn't complain, because in reality he had never truly gotten over his first love. Sure, he had had several girlfriends but they were never like Blair. He once even dated someone who looked exactly like Blair. But she didn't have the same sense of humor or laugh as Blair so he dumped her after a couple of weeks. Then when Chuck and Blair had finally ended their relationship after four years Nate was there. He was there for her and tried to make a move but thought that she was till in love with Chuck. However he must have been wrong because before he knew it she was engaged to a jerk fifteen years her senior.

The room was quiet but not in an awkward way. It was the kind of peaceful silence that everyone longs for. Nate really hated to break it but he felt he had to.

"Didn't Mark plan that big birthday bash for you?" He came back with two cups of coffee. Blair took one and answered, "Yeah but I left. You know it is so Mark to only invite his business friends. They're all so stuffy and arrogant. I absolutely hate him. I got way to drunk and just got in a cab and rang the wrong man's door bell."

"You know it's going to take a lot of butt kissing to get me off the hook for that."

"I'm really sorry."

"It's alright. I'm willing to do a lot more than that for you."

Then the silence returned, but this time it was awkward.

"Hey, do you have any cake or cupcakes or anything?" Blair asked.

Nate went to his kitchen and found a brownie. He held it up. "Will this do?"

She got up and looked through his drawers "That's perfect. Know do you have any candles?"

He realized what she wanted to do, but he didn't have any candles. "No, I wish I did."

"That's okay. I'll be back in five minutes, there must be a Rite Aid somewhere."

"Oh wait, will a cigarette do?"

"A cigarette?" Blair had no idea what he meant.

"A cigarette. You know we can light it and you can blow it out. Come on we only have three minutes until it's not your birthday anymore.

"Fine. Fine. I guess I have to make my wish on something. Why not a cigarette?'

Nate hurried to put the cigarette in the brownie and light it. He began singing "Happy Birthday, Happy birthday to you.."

She blew out the candles the moment before the clock turned to midnight. It wasn't how she had planned to ring in her 30th year of life but it would have to do.

"What did you wish for?" Nate was curious.

"I can't tell you, then it won't come true will it?"

Nate knew he'd get that response but he just loved hearing her voice. "So what do you want to do now?'

"Anything that could make me forget the blowing out a cigarette part… Do you have any movies?"

"I have Batman, The Haunting, Fast and the Furious… Oh wait here's one. How would you like to watch Funny Face?"

"I'd love to."

They began watching the movie, but all the alcohol Blair had drunk gave way ten minutes into the film and she fell asleep. Nate got off the couch and put a blanket on her. He gave her a little kiss on the forehead and she was such a sound sleeper she didn't even realize. Then he whispered in her ear, "I love you."