By this point, you and Dean have definitely blacked out. And the place you were at? Vegas. After a long day of drinking and celebrating your 8 year anniversary (dating from 18-26) the two of you check into a motel and flop down on the bed. Conversation flows between you and him pretty easily, like always.

“Hey sweetheart, what if we just got married like… tonight. Wouldn’t that be crazy?” he says.

“We’re basically like a damn married couple right now,” you chuckle.

“No I’m serious,” hiccups “Me. You. Chapel. Now.” his tone drunken, but serious.