[If John looked in his computer today, he'd find a package wrapped in wrapping paper with a note attached. Inside, he'd find these two sappy pillows that was meant to be a present for both John and Rose, as well as a special gift solely for John.

If John opened the note, he'll see this note (or letter):

John
I'm sorry for sending this late. Some stuff came up and well, its been downhill for a bit for me. I guess I'm fine now.
Enough about me, on to the point of this letter.
I do not know how or why this day is so terrible but it shouldn't be. Why? Because you were born.
That was supposed to be a joke but if you find offense to it, I do not blame you.
Anyway, if you wanted to know an actual something good that's happened to me...well, I'd say its meeting you.
I've met so many wonderful people here in this universe and I think you need to hear what I have to say about you. You're just a really cool guy and I hate hearing a person like you being so down. You're probably the only person I've said this to in my life so I hope this means something.
I'm sorry if the gifts seem sappy and tacky but hey, if they get a smile out of you in any way, that's fine with me.
Happy (late) Birthday, kid.

-Misaki