@kingdonmicrofic day 5: speech | 316/316 words | no content warnings
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“... And lastly I would like to thank my girlfriend, Mel.”
At the sound of her name, Mel sat up straighter in her seat.
Frank looked down at the paper in his hands. What a relief it was when she saw that they weren’t trembling. “You know, more than anyone, that it’s been a hard couple years for me. A really hard couple of years. But, in some ways, it’s also been easy. Finding someone who sees through all my bullshit and who knows me in ways that I don’t even know myself… What a blessing. Man, what a blessing.”
Tears sprung to her eyes, but instead of reaching up to wipe them away, she kept her hands folded over her heart.
“You’ve taught me how to be a better doctor, a better father. A better man. You’ve made me believe in myself again after a lot of setbacks, and even though I know that I’ll never be able to thank you enough for that, I promise I will spend the rest of our lives trying to.” He raised the paper in his hand towards her like he was making a toast. “So thank you, Mel. For being you. And for making me a hell of a Ninja Turtles costume.”
The few people who were sober enough to listen to his speech clapped as he strode through the living room to where Mel was perched on the edge of Garcia’s couch. After flopping down onto the cushion beside her, he pressed the Best Costume award into her hands. “You did all the work,” he explained in response to her questioning look. “Besides, from here on out, my wins are your wins. Alright?”
“Alright,” she replied, beaming not only because of the sentiment, but because the 15 painstaking hours she spent making an oversized turtle shell out of paper mache, moving boxes, and a dream had paid off.
