It was another night in which Fiona was tired and just wanted to drink with her friend. She was feeling tired, as usual. She worked and still took care of her brothers, that was incredible. She was very strong, and you always admired that. You find yourself looking at her with a different aura, like you never would have seen before. She was laughing at some joke you told, and damn she's so beautiful. And then she looked at you, she seemed to have felt the same feeling, that feeling of 'when you know, you know'. You wouldn't say anything about it, but you knew what you were feeling.

"More beer?"