I look at him and my brain goes into overdrive there are
questions to be asked before this question can be answered (still haven’t
looked at the ring.)
“Did you ask my dad?”
“Yes”
“Yes”
“What did he say?”
“He said yes.”
“He said yes.”
“When did you speak to him?”
“The other day.”
“The other day.”
“Did you ask my mom?”
“Yes”
“Yes”
“What did she say?”
“It’s about time.”
“It’s about time.”
“When did you speak to her?”
“The other day?”
“The other day?”
“Did you even look at the ring?”
“No, not yet. Whoa!”
“No, not yet. Whoa!”
“So it that a yes? Can you answer the question?”
I notice at this point he is shaking like a leaf, and since he is balanced on one knee I am pretty sure he is going to fall over if I don’t answer soon.
I notice at this point he is shaking like a leaf, and since he is balanced on one knee I am pretty sure he is going to fall over if I don’t answer soon.
*Pause for dramatic effect*
“Yes…did you really think I was going to say no?”
“I hoped not.”
“I hoped not.”
Then, “Did you pick the ring yourself?”
“Yes.”
“Good choice”
“Yes.”
“Good choice”
So after the longest 15 minutes of
my life building up to the whole “pre-question show” I then was faced with the
longest 5 minutes of my life where she asked question after question and did
everything except for answer the question that I asked first… Although given
the way our relationship began and has gone it is only fitting that I had to
wait.
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