I woke up at 8am sharp. Minx was still asleep, her hands interlocked with mine. I slowly slid out of her grip and got up. I searched the wardrobe for a outfit: Black jeans, white vest and a red shirt. I laid it on my side of the bed, trying to be as quiet as possible. As I showered I was thinking, thinking that this may be the person I want to spend the rest of my life with. We had been going out for a year now, the public has accepted us, our parents both support us, it was amazing. I got changed and scribbled down a note for Minx in case she was worried:
~'Hey Minxy, just going out for a little walk for some fresh air. You're so nom -Krism xxxx'~
As I closed the door behind me, I felt bad for lying. I walked into town and went straight to the jewellers. I browsed the rings to see the one that would suit Minx the most. I started to give up, but something glimmered in the corner of my eye. It was purple. Just like Minx's possessions. I had to get it for her. She would love it.
