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*