Nah cuz imagine being Jonah and waking up and being like "ugh my birthday again. I'm the oldest in my class again I hate this shit" but then your best friend and his family try to make it special anyway because they've always viewed you as part of their family. At least there's cake, presents, and there will be fireworks later that aren't really meant for you, but you pretend they are anyway.
Imagine you're going through the motions. "Happy birthday Jonah!" "You too!"
Imagine your robotic script is broken by the news that everything you know about your world is wrong. "Happy birthday Jonah, everything you know is fake!"
It's the middle of night. You run to find your best friend, explosions of light illuminating the way to his house, but you could find your way there blindfolded.
It's too late though. Whatever commands this fake world has taken your best friend's little brother. He's mourning him on the living room carpet that you watched his brother learn to walk on.
You can't take this. So you shut your eyes. And you wake up. And it's your birthday. It was just a bad dream.
You can't change anything.
And then you wake up again. And it's your birthday.
