Jaime feels like he's gonna throw up. Today is your 7 year anniversary. He had asked you to go on picnic. Something romantic yet cheap, exactly what he needs. Though you don't know the actual reason why he brought you out here.

he gently holds onto the small box in his pocket. Gazing at you as you watch the sun set. It's now or never. "mi corazon..." you look over at Jaime and see him get on one knee. Pulling out the box and opening it. "w-will yo-" he suddenly throws up.