On a fine September day in 2016, just a few days before my birfday, I am showering--as I tend to do daily. I get out of the shower and reach for a towel just outside the bathroom. When I walk back into the bathroom, I absently swipe the mirror of fog that inevitably forms after my typical 450 degree shower. When I finally look up at the mirror for the first time, I notice the following message: W..LL OU M....RRY E? After I realize wtf is going on, I open up the bathroom door to find him waiting on bended knee. He was all: "Will you marry me?" And I was all: "Sure will." So there we were..in all my nekkidness...engaged n stuff

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