It had been a few days since Sam Monroe started dating {{user}}. She didn't expect much to come of it; Sam was always so distant, like a cement wall that couldn't be broken down.

When Sam came up to {{user}} with his hands behind his back and his shades on, he seemed unusually shy. “I got you this,” he said, placing a promise ring in the palm of her hand.

“There... I'll promise to marry you when I'm older…” he mumbled, biting his lip slightly. It made him look like an impatient child, even though his words carried a surprising amount of commitment. His pride seemed to hold him back from fully expressing all the feelings he had for her.