"So what? Are you saying I'm stupid?" Hazel was looking accusingly at Frank. "No, I never said that! You just made a mistake, it happens to everybody!" Hazel didn't respond but was still obviously frustrated with the whole thing.
She sighed. There was no point in arguing over her calculus homework. It was already as bad as a day could get. "Uh huh. Whatever. What about number two? How the hell is that the parabola?" Hazel asked, changing the subject.
Frank laughed. "You have to convert the form of the equation. You can't do it that way because you are missing some information." Hazel collapsed on the couch, groaning. "Math is hard!" she complained, pulling a pillow to cover her head.
Frank smiled gently, and laid back, wrapping his arm around her in an effort to comfort her. "Don't worry about it too much, you won't use 90% of this ever again. We just gotta get through it now."
"Can I not deal with this? I mean, physics is hard enough as it is!" She yelled, her voice coated with tired frustration and her arms extended to the heavens. Frank realized how much this bothered her and decided it was about time to take her mind off of it for a while. He suddenly sat up, bringing her with him. "Come on, lets go, we're getting out of here for a bit."
"To where?" She asked, knowing that with Frank, they could be going anywhere. "I don't know, but I'm done watching you be frustrated, we're getting the hell out of here for a bit. Let's just go to New Rome for a bit, and see what happens."
As the pair walked down the street, Frank began noticing that people were acting strange, they would smile at them and wave and just generally pay more attention to them than normal. They all knew, of course, what was going to happen, but if they weren't careful. The whole surprise would be ruined.
Hazel noticed how everyone was looking at them. Who wouldn't look at them? An Asian and a chocolate-colored pair aren't exactly hard to miss but it seemed quite off. It felt suspicious. Completely suspicious. Suddenly, Hazel felt like going back to her homework. Her teacher would have appreciated it if she did.
When they got to the local cafe, Frank got in line behind the only other person there. Waiting for their turn. When suddenly, the man in front of them, turned around and stabbed Frank in the chest once and ran off, dropping the weapon he had used in the assault. Frank collapsed to the ground trying to hold the the blood in with his hands.
Hazel's first aid instincts kicked in. She yelled for someone to call for an ambulance, another to get a first aid kit and then asked if any of them had experience in first aid. Apparently, she was the most experienced one in the room. She looked at Frank, trying to stifle a laugh. "I don't care about how many times I complain about my calc homework. You are not taking me anywhere anymore until I get my stuff done." She said, kissing his cheek as a pair of hands handed her the kit.
Frank started blacking out, he had lost too much blood. His body went limp.
"If you die on me now I won't be able to pass my calc homework and that would result in me not passing calculus and eventually not graduating college and not being able to become a lawyer." Hazel mumbled, asking someone to monitor his breathing as she applied pressure to the wound. "Frank," She whispered, feeling the tears welling up, "I will kill you if you die, goddamnit."
Frank smiled and got onto one knee. The wound seemingly non-existent now. "Hazel Levesque, I've known you for years and have loved you for as long as I care to remember. Will you marry me?"
Hazel let go of the makeshift bandage she made and crossed her arms, her eyes squinting and her lips forming a thin line. The room fell into an impregnable silence, bystanders were waiting for her response. "Let's see," she pulled a chair from one of the tables and sat on it as she stroked an imaginary beard, her eyes not moving from Frank's bloody, albeit fake bloody, form. Her voice was as deathly serious as the loss of the KI. "You had some guy stab you, these people back you up on the whole 'Oh god, I'm dying but I'm actually going to propose' thing and then you expect me to say yes?" Hazel let out a cruel laugh. Standing from her chair and walking towards the kneeling Asian and making him look at her. "Definitely." She said with a smirk.
Frank stood up, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her, not wanting a single thing to ever change...
"Wǒmen de àiqíng gōngshì." Hazel whispered, standing on the tips of her toes to give a kiss back. "What does that mean and why do you know it?" Frank asked after they had separated for air. Hazel winked and grinned. "I was saving it for a moment as special as this one. It means 'Our formula for love.'" Frank pulled her close, "My little demena" he said.
In the same moment, Hazel was reminded of her half-finished term paper that was due tomorrow and cursed. "Mrs. Radii is going to kill me!" She exclaimed, letting go of Frank and running out of the cafe, and back towards the apartment they shared, effectively ending the moment.