"Will you marry me Piper?" Larry sits down on one knee and opens a little box with a stunning ring inside. It takes me a moment to process,
"Larry I'm sorry" I put my hands over my face "but what were you thinking"
"I... I love you, I want you to be my wife" Larry is stuttering. I can't take this
"and I love you too but did you really expect me to marry you at this age?"
"we can wait" Larry looks up hopeful, it breaks my heart.
"you don't get it do you, I don't want to be tied down, I was never planning on staying with you forever" a single tear rolls down my cheek "I'm packing my stuff, we're over Larry. I'm sorry" my voice is almost gone when I'm done speaking. Larry doesn't say anything, he's clearly shocked. I turn my back on him and walk out the room, I need a place to sleep. So like always I call Polly,
Turns out I can't stay with Polly, fuck me. She's like my only friend and calling my parents is not an option either. I better pack like a tent or something, since I don't have a place to sleep. I put all the necessary stuff in a backpack and open my laptop to find cheap hotel, my eye falls on an advertisement for a flight to Paris. Fuck it,
thirty minutes later I'm in a taxi on my way to the airport.
I'm 22, almost broke and ready to party.