Jon stood about 5 feet from her. He smiled as he watched her day in and day out. He knew her daily habbits. He was not ugly man, but at the same time he was nothing special. his short spiked brown hair stood unmoving and his brown eyes looked deep and endless. He smiled in his just plain day wear, a opened button up shirt and a tank top under it. For pants he had slacks and also some old sneakers on. Nothing wrong, but nothing really magifiecent. Where Jon shined was his voice. As he spoke people almost always listened, and more importantly, the believed him. He was shy though. Today would be different.
He stood and walked over to the woman, grabbing the ring next to her. He tried to speak and at first fumbled but then got what he was gonna say, "Hello there dearest, my name is Jon, how are you this day? you look.... Troubled."