Game of Thrones

"Worse," Elias muttered, holding up his phone. "I’m trying to figure out how to send a gift that doesn’t scream ‘I forgot you exist’ from a hospital bed."

He looked at the clock: 4:45 PM. The party started at six. He had failed the "Cool Uncle" test in spectacular fashion.

"You look like you're trying to perform telekinesis on that vending machine," a nurse joked, swapping out his IV bag.

Message: Use this for those RAM sticks you keep talking about. Sorry I’m missing the cake. Don't tell your mom how much this is.

He hit "Purchase" and watched the little loading circle spin. Success.