I do.

Oct 16, 2004 01:15

One of the servers came walking up to us tonight, as we talked in a cluster of bored restaurant staff, and held up a little wooden box. "The man at my last table said I'm supposed to bring this to the woman he's with and say it's a box of chocolates." She tips it open to reveal a diamond that sparkles straight into my eyes. This is something I have to see.
We nonchallantly go into the kitchen and dash to the doors on the other side. Five heads peer out the windows as she sets the box down. I bet the woman has no clue what's about to happen-- she's dressed in an oversized sweatshirt with her hair in a dishevelled pony tail, like they were just there for a post-hike meal... not a proposal dinner. She opens it. You can literally see her register thoughts by the expressions on her face: indifference, confusion, then complete and utter happiness. Are you serious? she mouths. He nods. She takes his hands. She nods furiously. She's looking around the room and then he gets down on one knee and kisses her as he slips the ring on her left hand.
Then one of the chefs starts clapping like his life depended on it, but the couple doesn't seem to notice. I bet when I realize somebody loves me that much, I won't be able to hear anything else, either.
I am so envious.
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