Imagine: You and Reggie decide to head to a party together and before you know it, he is drunk.
"Can we talk? One 10 to another," Reggie slurs, hanging off of me as I try and get him to sit down.
"Of course you can," I giggle but immediately stop when I see how serious he is.
"There is this girl and she is so beautiful but she only sees me as a friend"
"Oh. Well if she caught your eye she must really be something," I say, although I am slightly disappointed.
"She really is. When I see her I want to laugh and cry at the same time," he looks down at his hands and clumsily takes mine into his, "you are so important to me, Y/N. Will you be my girlfriend?"
"Oh my gosh, yes!" I yell and tackle him in the chair, his arms wrapping around me securely.