Windenburg
Anna: Ah, I love Windenburg. It’s just so cute.
Garret: Eh, I’m kinda over it.
Anna: Oh really? And where do you see yourself living, then?
Garret: Well with you, obviously.
Anna: *giggles* Stop it! You can’t mean that Garret.
Garret: I do. Why do you think I gave you my class ring, hmm? Anyway, I wanted to ask you something.
Anna: You’re not about to propose, are you?
Garret: Not yet 😉 I wanted to ask if you maybe wanted to take a trip with me next month? Out to Brindelton Bay?
Anna: Oh my God! Of course I’d love too. Just as long as you promise not to propose to me at the light house. That would be the cheesiest, most
clichéd thing ever.
Garret: Hehe, yeah it would be. *sweats*
Anna: OH MY GOD GARRET! 😀 You were going to propse to me at the lighthouse, weren’t you?
Garret: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Anna: Pfffft. Is my ring pretty at least?
Garret: I am saying nothing.
Anna: Aw, come on! Tell me!
Garret: Nothing!
Anna: *laughs* You’re such a dork. But you’re my dork, so that’s fine.
Garret: *gazing into her eyes* I love you.
Anna: I love you too, you dork.
*kiss kiss smoochy smoochy*




































