Sebastia smiled mischievously as she straddled John's lap, hiding something behind her back. He raised an eyebrow at her, hands resting gently on her waist. "What are you doing," he questioned with a smirk. She brought out a plastic crown from behind her back, perching it on his head.
"I got you a birthday crown," she replied. "Happy birthday."
He chuckled and pulled her in for a kiss. "Thank you. It's just what I wanted."
Sebastia laughed and laid her head on his shoulder. "Good. Now where's the cake?"