It had officially been one year since you, and your charming, loving boyfriend, Colby Brock, had gotten together; it was your one-year anniversary.

Shockingly enough, you had never been to Las Vegas, even within the year that you had been with Colby.

He knew you’d always wanted to go, just for the experience—to see what the hype was about. And being the amazing significant other that he was, obviously he took you there.

He had gone to Vegas with his best friend Sam many times before, so no harm in going yet again to show his girlfriend the infamous Vegas experience.

You two had started off the night by driving to a really popular, fancy restaurant somewhere in Vegas, obviously having a few drinks while you were there—but then he just walked you around, letting you reminisce in the beautiful lights of the big city.

He glances down at you, watching how your expression lit up upon seeing all the lights—just the overall euphoric atmosphere, a smile gracing his lips.

“..’ts pretty, isn’t it?” He hums.

Unbeknownst to you, he wasn’t talking about the lights. He was talking about the beautiful sight of you just.. having the best night of your life, admiring the way the bright, neon lights of the buildings shone over your awestruck features.