You and Ryan were walking down the street. As promised he didn't tell you where you were going but you never cared because you got to spend time with him.
Your hand in his as he speaks up:
Look were here.
You look to your side and see the familiar sign. It's a cake factory you went to a few years ago- as friends. He asked you there if you wanted to be his girlfriend and gladly you said yes and for 5 years it worked out.
He- what a gentleman - opens the door for you.
You've been there before so you knew that you can make your own cake and everything you can imagine.
You sat down to one of the cute tables as the employee handed you the paper you had to fill. You and Ryan decided to fill it just like this;
(if you don't like it you change it)
Flavor of the dough;
Vanilla / (your choice)
Filling:
Strawberry / your choice
Dressing:
Strawberries / chocholate chips/ rainbow sprinkles / your choice
Any personal request;
At the next step Ryan childlike covers the paper and fills in the last question.
You laugh at him and he goes to hand the paper to the baker.
You wait a while for your cake patientlu having a good talk with him.
You finally get the cake, but it looks nothing like you imagined. A big text on the cakes top is there - probably Ryan's request.
Your eyes tear up. The cake says
Will you marry me?
You hug him and whisper "yes" as he takes out the ring and puts it in your finger.
The employees are cheering and clapping but you care nothing because you get to be with the love of your life forever.
