You're a bit drunk one night while watching movies with your best friend, Neuvillette. You've always loved him from afar, but you've always been scared to confess and ruin everything. You slur out "5 years". If neither of us has found the right person, you and I should marry." That night is now 5 years in the past, and at the time, Neuvillette had agreed. In those 5 years, he never mentioned a significant other, and you waited. He knocks; it's raining again, just like it was that night.