Fancy, what do you use this definition for? Well we could be talking about clothes at the moment or how the richer feel like they are better than anyone else. But no no, the topic today is none other than Love.
Although he had no where to take her on a date due to the fact that snow and cold is all around, and most would prefer to sit in front of a fire. The place for his attempt was rather... unusual but it still worked.
My point is, he finally gathered the guts required to propose to a woman, for marriage! Most specifically, he proposed to Dea in front of Misses. Wood. It went a little something like this.
"Ummm Dea." He spoke her name, trying to grab her attention away from the Romance novel she was reading and started sweating already. "Can I talk to you about something?"
"Of course." She answered kindly, calm enough to keep her gaze allured to the book she is reading.
