We Open

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We open on a scene
Clothing scattered haphazardly in a room
The room having one bed
One window
And two bodies, entangled in one another
As they both lay half asleep
One says to the one they are holding;
"Will you marry me?"
The one being held, hadn't heard them, and replied;
"What..?"
The one doing the holding, now petrified with their question answered back;
"Oh never mind..."
As the one embraced by the other shrugged and drifted off
As did the one embracing
oblivious to the fact
That they would be asked the same question
The next day.

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