Zander

he was standing outside the school waiting with a poster that read 'Prom?' with a bouquet of flowers, his hands were wet he didn't know if it was because he was cold or because he was sweating. He was anxious, he had practiced his speech for hours the night before, the moment you came out, he got on one knee and yelled"PROM?!" He hadn't expected to be that loud but he still kept his anxious smile on