Inojin went through all the presents, most of them being art related stuff except ChoCho who gave him hair ties and conditioner.
The last present to be opened was Sarada's, and coincidentally she was in the bathroom.
The card read.
"Dear Inojin,
Happy birthday, I wish you live a happy life full of color and inspiration. May you live with passion to draw the world's beauty."
Inojin smiled and twirled around searching for Sarada to thank her.
"Where is she?" He turned to ChoCho who was stuffing her face with cake.
"I dunno" she replied as crumbs fall out her mouth.
He shrugged and opened it seeing the 3D pen and another card. He smiled at the pen and read what was on the second card.
"Dear Inojin,
We've been friend for a long time and..." he trailed off as he read the rest in his head. His pasty white face quickly turned red as he hid the card in his pocket.
"Someone's seems a bit too happy~..." ChoCho nudged Shikadai and Boruto.
"Man, what's got him giggly?" Boruto smirked and stood up. "Oi, Inojin, you're redder than a tomato, what happened?"Inojin simply shook his head.
"N-nothing, why you ask?" He slipped the pen into his pocket and held his hands up in surrender.
...
The party had ended hours ago and everyone went home.
Inojin lied in bed with the note in his hand, as he read it over and over till he fell into a slumber.