It's been twenty years since that party and things went rather pleasant. Pinkie and I were like a couple that couldn't be separated. If there was a giant hole in the ground and me gripping onto her hand, I won't let go. As for my friends, Brad now lives with his fiancé in New York and plans for a surprise proposal in an art museum where they went on their first date nineteen years ago. For Darren, he and his wife are now living in a big house with two daughters and a cat. They also happen to do live music whenever they got the chance.

As for myself, I became what I always wanted to become, a writer. With the help of my wife, Pinkie, she has been giving me all sorts of ideas that I never knew could exist in a woman. We now live in a medium-size house, have a pet crocodile named Gummy, and a daughter named Sprinkles.

Before I could continue typing the finishing blow of my biography, I lean back and look ahead outside my window, seeing Pinkie play in the sprinklers with Sprinkle. Every time I look at my daughter, it always brings a smile to my face. Seeing her dimples when smiling, her curly pink hair, and seeing a little of my personality in our child. Sprinkle and Pinkie notice me and wave to me, making me wave back. I look back to my typing and continued where I left off.

If I could go back in time, I'd like to thank my friends a bunch for giving the courage to meet the woman of my dreams. Even though it's been five years since I've seen them in person, I'll never forget what they have done for me to give me the life I now have. God, does anyone have such great friends like I have?

I look down at my computer screen and smiled, before walking out of my studies and into the backyard, where my family is having all the fun without me.

Author's Note

And thus, our story ends here. Thank you all for reading the story and giving it a chance. Till next time