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I do not own any of the characters depicted here, they belong to their respective authors and writers. If I did I would've done a thing or two different from what they did in the movie. Believe me. xD
The light from the street shone through the windows and made the place look very romantic, the candles on the tables weren't on but it wouldn't be long until couples started pouring in through the front door and then they'd had someone to shine their light on.
As he looked around he realized that it was, again, Valentine's Day and he was, still, without a girlfriend. Not that it really bothered him, he actually didn't like the whole "let's buy flowers and chocolates" on the same day so she'd think you care for her. His sister was one of those girls who liked the whole cliché things that came with this day and so she always decided that was the day to make him feel miserable for being such a nerd no girl would want to go out with him.
He had a girlfriend for a while. Moira MacTaggert, was her name. She was a very nice woman. Friendly, funny and she actually liked the things Charles talked about. She was also very pretty, tall, slim, brown hair and brown kind eyes. He thought it was going to last until one night she decided that it was time for them to talk about their future.
Charles?
Yes, Moira?
You noticed it's almost Valentine's Day?
Of course, love. Why?
Are you planning something special for that day?
Well…
Oh, I know it's a surprise.
He smiled, of course, it was a surprise. He was romantic and caring, but Moira's obsession for lovey-dovey stuff was almost a legend and every month Charles' asked his sister, Raven, what to do to make Moira happy. Not that he didn't know, it was just that it seemed like Raven's suggestions worked better than when he attempted to do something simple, but romantic. This time Raven was out for the week and he hadn't had the time to ask her and February 14th was just around the corner.
Of course it is. Why? You have something in mind?
I thought we could stay in and have dinner…
That would be lovely.
…with my parents.
I'm sorry? – he almost spilled his wine
Yes. I invited them over to celebrate
Valentine's Day? I know our first year anniversary it's not that far from now, but there was no need to have them cut their vacation to come here.
How could I not, Charlie?
And there it was. Charlie. He had always hated that pet name, not even his sister called him that, but he put up with it when Moira said it because she liked it, just like she liked the things he did for their (insert number here) month anniversary.
I had to tell them the good news
Good news? You finally got the job?
I turned it down.
Why? You've always wanted to work for the government.
How could I accept the job back home when… Oh, Charlie, I know!
Know what exactly?
About the ring.
Ring? – he was confused and then an idea started to grow inside his head. Damn Psychology Major didn't help when you needed it – What ring? –
Oh, you can stop playing with me, Charlie. I found it last week and so I called my parents and told them the good news. I'm sure they won't mind –
Moira… About the ring -
It's lovely. I was shocked because it's same one I saw a few days back when I was shopping with Jean. Don't worry about dinner –
You're cooking? – Charles forgot what he was about to say –
No, silly, I already told your maid what I wanted for dinner and what kind of flowers and the silverware she must use –
You what? – Charles was starting to lose it, they didn't even live together and there she was ordering his maid? –
I also called everyone and told them the good news –
What? –
Why not? They deserved to know. Jean agreed to be my Maid of Honor and I'm sure Scott would love to be your Best Man –
The ring is not for you – he didn't want to yell at her so he controlled himself and just talked in the lowest volume he could think of –
I'm sorry? What did you say? –
I said… -
Oh, have you thought about kids? I want to have three or four –
I don't even want to have kids. Maybe just one –
Oh, Charles, we must have at least two. A boy and a girl. Do you want to wait a lot of time? Because after the wedding… Oh, I forgot to tell you. I already have the church, the venue… –
The ring is not for you! –
What? –
You heard me –
It must be for me, Charlie –
No, it is not. I'm keeping it safe for Scott –
Scott? –
You remember you went out with Jean and she liked it? Scott bought it for her and he's the one that's going to propose on Valentine's Day –
But you do want to marry me, right?
Moira… -
Well, do you want to or not? –
We're still young, Moira. We've been dating for less than a year… Chemical love lasts at least two or three years and I also want to finish my career first. I'm sure you understand that –
Yes or no, Charles? –
I… - he hesitated. Did he really want to marry her after what just happened?
Do you love me? –
Of course I do –
Then we can get married anytime. –
Marriage is not something you decide in the spur of a moment, love –
Oh, for crying out loud! Just say you don't want to marry me. Is there someone else? –
What? No, love, of course not –
Then what? –
I just want to think this thru –
There's nothing to think. I just gave up my job for you! –
You shouldn't have done that! You're supposed to think before you take that decision, Moira! –
That's the only thing you are always doing! Over thinking! –
It's who I am and we're not going to rush into this! –
FINE! I've had it! Stay with your logic and your books! If I leave this time don't think I'll be back, Charles! –
He looked at her and remembered the fights they've been having lately, the way she always stormed out and he was the one asking her forgiveness even when most of the time it was her fault. He thought about it, not with this heart which he always did went it was about her, but with the logic she hated so much.
I said the ring is not for you and it isn't –