"Pfft…." The heavy silence that had gripped the entire hall was broken by my burst of laughter.
"Sorry… hahahaha… sorry… damn! What the fuck!! Hahahahahahahhahaa!" I tried.
I really did, but..
"He… he said… he said.. yes or no. FUCK!! Hahahahahahahaha… I'm dying!!!" I was already rolling on the floor before I knew it.
The voice.The face.The tone.The sheer entitlement in that statement was merking me in ways I didn't even know was possible.
"Dan.. Dante.. sto.. stop! I'm trying to.. maintain a face here." I could hear Clarissa's strained voice as she tried to maintain her decorum in front of everyone.
Woosh!
I stood up, taking a deep breath, and then,
"Clarissa." I called out in the most deadpan, serious voice I could muster, catching her attention,
"I'm tired of the games. I need to know. Will you marry me?
Yes.
Or.
No."
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