Dominik Fike //

"Go on a date with me, please. Please?"

His voice sounded intimidating, a boyish smile playing on his face. So what if he was drunk? He finally mustered the courage to ask this pretty girl (his best friend) out. He hadn't done this often. He genuinely didn't want to ask anyone else. But he wanted you.

He stumbled, grabbing onto the shoulders, trying to stay on his feet, the party in the background bustling around.

"Oh, please, please, please?"