him: do you want to marry me?
her: i barely know you.
her: when you come over and say hi to me when i’m working part of me wants to ask you to go buy me a coffee because i’m always tired and i’m dying for a coffee. and i always thought how cute it’d be for me to ask and maybe beg a little and you’d say yes and run over and get me one.
her: but i never did because i didn’t know if we were at that kind of relationship.
him: what kind of relationship?
her: where you buy me coffee
him: if i buy you coffee, will you marry me?
her: are you going to graduate school?
him: yeah. economics.
her: okay, then, okay. i’m not going to graduate school. i still want to do the year in taiwan. but after that. after that
her: i’ll follow you
her: where ever you want to go
him: you’re right, you know. we barely know each other
her: [brushes her hair behind her ears]
her: were you serious? when you asked me to marry you?
him: yeah, i think i was actually, yeah. i think
him: [his mouth is suddenly dry]
him: shit, this is so funny we’re not even friends i barely know you but
her: because i think i was serious too
her: [biting her lip, smiling]
[the lamps flickers off]