You met David on the set of a show he was in called Dr. Who. He played The Tenth Doctor, and you played his love interest. Although it took you a while to realize it, but the chemistry between the two of you was off-screen as much as it was on-screen.

Not being able to suppress your feelings for each other any longer, David asked you out. You gladly agreed, then you started seeing each other. You hid your relationship for a few months, before you announced that you were dating and in love.

You dated for three years before David proposed. He proposed to you while he was drunk. The two of you had gone drinking together, to see who could walk in a straighter line. Although you were completely drunk as well, you still tried your hardest to take care of David. That's when he knew you were the one.

He let you win your little competition. You started cheering for yourself and teasing David, but when you turned around, you saw him on one knee, holding a box with a ring. He told you all the things he loved about you, and asked you to marry him. You tearfully agreed, then you got married. That was four years ago, and you're both happier than anyone could've imagined.

You and David were invited to a party by some friends. Throughout the night, everyone danced and laughed, made jokes, and recalled embarrassing memories. The men all went off and had a drinking contest, while the women continued to dance and talk.

It was nearly 1 a.m. when you decided it was time for you and David to go home. Having won the drinking contest, he was all over the place. He was loud, silly, and couldn't even walk in a straight line. You tried to hold onto David, to make sure he wouldn't fall, but your laughter at his antics made you weak and distracted. Also, since David was all over the place, you couldn't tell which direction he'd go.

"Never doing that again!" David cheered as he turned around and started walking. You were left behind him, but his drunken mind didn't realize that, "Where are you?"