Previously...
[A day before the proposal...]
"H-hey man, va-val-lentine's day is ap-approaching, ha-have you f-f-found someone to t-take w-with you to-to the dance? I-I h-heard it's st-stri-strictly for... for couples." The brief guy that proposed to Mae asked his friend as they stood by a corridor chit-chatting.
"No, I haven't." His friend stamped his feet, getting upset "Damn! Why does it have to be for couples? They do this every year, not considering that we have no girlfriends. I can't believe I'd watch the dance from home again."
"Ch-chill man, don't ge-get all w-worked up. Even t-the ug-ugly girls in our... our class is ge-getting laid. W-why why is m-my life so-so f-f-fucked up!" The brief guy stammered, tapping his thigh consecutive times as he struggled to express himself.
