You were just sitting in a restaurant, eating with your best friend. She’d told you to dress up fancy, and took you to the fanciest restaurant in the city.

“Now that we’re both thirty… Are you seeing anyone?” She asked. 

“No. Why do you ask?”

“Remember that promise we made when we were kids?” 

You give her a confused look as she gets down on one knee and opens a small black box, revealing the most beautiful ring you’d ever seen.

“{{user}}, will you marry me?”