[This story is told in older Ches' perspective, telling about younger Ches]
Regret. We all regret things in life, even me. The thing I regret the most is not proposing first. On that day, when he proposed to Victoria and ended up in the hospital...
Younger Ches Flashback
Ches: Hey Glam! What're you doing today?
Glam: Just my usual routine. Coffee, a stroll downtown, y'know.
Ches: Do you wanna hang out? I have an errand to run but I'm free after that.
Glam: Of course! Meet me at the coffee shop when you're done.
So there I was, speeding to the nearest parlor shop to get the cheapest (but most expensive) ring I could buy. As quick as I got there, I spot a beautiful ring that Glam would definitely say yes to. A skull ring holding a shiny gem. I contemplate getting it before just risking the bankruptcy and just buying it.
Ches: Aw man! Glam's probably waiting for me! I gotta hurry.
As I set off towards the coffee shop, I wonder, "Does he even like guys?" But that thought quickly left as I approached the door. There he was. Running out and attempting to talk to some biker girl.
Cue this montogue (and ik he didn't actually propose 💀)
Ches: Glam! I saw you run out, who was that?
Glam: I don't know, but she dropped her keys and I'd like to return them. She was stunning.
Ches: Ah..
Glam: Anyways, about the coffee.
At that point, I knew I didn't have any chance. What was the point? After that, he seemed to be obsessed with finding her. Maybe he would, I wasn't sure.
A couple weeks later, I got a call saying he was in the hospital. Of course I visited. When I entered the hospital room, I saw what was supposedly the girl, and Glam on beds, bandaged up. He was handing something shiny to her, kind of like he was proposing.
They were a couple, and I was (is) a third wheel. But y'know what? I'm in the present now, atleast I have those old ladies..
THE END LMAOOO
