Birthday

They blow at their phone to put the candles out — and one keeps relighting.

A prize wheel that stalls one notch short… then crawls onto the one you rigged.

A silver foil panel they rub away to uncover what you already booked.

The camera flies across a city and drops a pin on the place. The invite’s under it.

Send one link to the group; the rope tugs live and locks on the answer you booked.

Scroll a road that draws itself past every date that mattered — the ask waits at the end.