Okay, so I was 16, and he had just turned 18. and we were hanging out in my parents' living room. It was, like, 3 in the morning, and he went to go leave. I go to bed, and then all of a sudden I get a knock on the door, and I'm like, oh, my gosh, you're going to wake up with parents. And he's like, hey, I forgot my phone. So I go to the back room, and I'm looking. He's like, we were sitting on this couch. Maybe it fell, like, under the couch. So I'm, like, literally on my hands, and he's looking under the couch, and I'm like, it's not here. I turn around, and he was on one knee.