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The day had finally come to propose to Faith, and everything was planned out days before:
Daniel would meet Faith at their favorite brunch restaurant, take her out for the day, then come back to the music shop and propose.
Easy, right?
Wrong.
Daniel was so nervous about today that he almost forgot the ring in his dresser drawer.
Nonetheless, here Daniel was, standing on the sidewalk a few feet from his and Faith's favorite brunch restaurant.
What used to be his almost-brown, gross and overgrown hair was now freshly dyed and trimmed back to it's platinum glory.
His favorite blue hoodie was on along with a pair of cargo shorts for the first time since summer in California had started.
The bulge of the ring box was sunken down, far in the depths of his pocket, but it still felt like 50 pounds to him.
Daniel shifted slightly in his clean Nike Air Force ones that Corbyn insisted on cleaning because they were "a disgrace to people who wear white shoes".
Faith bounded down the sidewalk, her long now pink hair flowing behind her as she walked fast and her beaten-up high top vans snapped against the sidewalk.
Faith's one and only go-to T-shirt, a faded and acid washed black shirt with the Beastie Boys' album cover, was loosely on her body along with a pair of black jeans shorts.
Faith spotted Daniel ahead on the sidewalk, but before she had the opportunity to sneak up on and scare him, his eyes had met Faith's already and he was already walking towards her with a huge smile on his face.
"Hello beautiful," Daniel said, grabbing Faith's waist and gently pulling her to his chest when he reached her.
"Hello handsome," Faith replied, reaching up to kiss his cheek.
"You ready?" Daniel examined his soon-to-be fiancé.
"Of course," Faith smiled, grabbing Daniel's hand and pulling slightly towards the entrance door of the brunch place.
"Ah! Faith and Daniel," a voice rang immediately rang out they walked in.
Faith and Daniel knew exactly who that voice belonged to; Mariah Bensamos, a sweet older Italian lady who owned the restaurant.
She was very fond of the young couple, always teasing and asking Daniel when he would "slap a ring on her already".
"The usual spot?" Mariah asked after the couple greeted her.
"Yeah."
"I gotta go say hi to Nicole," Faith said quickly to Daniel, making a beeline toward the front kitchens knowing that one of her very best friends was working today, leaving Mariah to lead Daniel through the restaurant to their usual spot even though he already knew.
"So, when are you gonna slap a ring-" Mariah began teasingly as they walked.
"Today."
Mariah stopped abruptly and dropped the menus she was holding, looking at Daniel in complete shock.
"WHAT?"
"Shh," Daniel tried his best not to burst out in laughter. "You can't talk to her about this," he said, mentioning Faith.
"Oh, my goodness, I am so happy for you!" Mariah jumped slightly. "But, yes, I will not tell her," she quickly spoke.
"Thanks, Mariah."
