It was Friday night and I was sitting at our apartment. The television was on in the background. Aria was at her parent's house tonight. I had some work to finish up, so I stayed home. I went into our bedroom and went inside of one of my drawers. I grabbed a small bag that I would usually put toiletries into when traveling. I unzippered it and pulled out a little blue box. I then sat down on the side of the bed and opened it up and opened up the black velvet box that was inside. There it was. There was the gorgeous ring I was going to give Aria tomorrow. I had everything planned. I was a little bit nervous, but not really. I just wanted it to be here. Chances are, I wouldn't be sleeping tonight. I was too excited. I took the black box over to the full length mirror on the back of the door. I felt ridiculous, but I kneeled down onto one knee.
"Aria Montgomery, will you marry me?"
It felt so silly to practice, but it helped ease my jitters. I knee exactly how to open the box now without the ring flying out, and I knew how to dislodge the ring from it's slot without dropping it.
I looked at the ring for a while and put it back into its hiding space where I had been keeping it.
Then, I went back into the living room and flipped through the channels. Finally, I came across Breakfast at Tiffany's on TCM. I was the biggest sucker for old movies, romantic ones and ones that featured Audrey Hepburn were two of my biggest guilty pleasures. I went to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of scotch. I then sat down and watched the movie, it wasn't too far in, so I got to watch most of it. My favorite part was at the end where they kissed in the rain. Reminded myself of Aria and I. I could not wait until tomorrow.
Yes, I know that was short, but totally necessary.