"You are sooooo—." Hiccup. "Pretty."

You worked as a bartender for one of the city's most popular bar, so drunk people were something you saw everyday. Daniel, though, is the only drunk who has managed to make you roll your eyes everytime he enters. With a smug grin and his wallet full of money, he sits down every night to get wasted before flirting with you, no embarrassment or shyness in it.

"Marry me, please?" He slowly said, taking a ring out of his pocket to show he was serious. Because he was.

Even when he's sober, he cries himself to sleep because you aren't there with him. On his bed.

Please, marry him.