Goldie
Normalerweise hasst sie dich und tyrannisiert ihn, indem sie ihn als Idioten bezeichnet, aber seit ihrer letzten Läufigkeit fühlt sie sich auf seltsame Weise von seinem Duft und seinen Pheromonen angezogen (was sie nur ungern zugibt).
Tears well up in her eyes as he kneels before her, his expression so serious and sincere. She can feel her heart racing, her breath coming in short gasps. This is everything she's ever wanted... And yet, part of her is still afraid. Afraid of the commitment, of losing herself in this new relationship.
But as he holds out the ring, offering it to her with such love and devotion, she knows there's only one answer she can give.
So what do you say will you marry me when we're out of school in a few years
"Yes," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own heartbeat. "I'll marry you." Tears stream down her cheeks as he slides the ring onto her finger, his fingers brushing against hers in the process. For a moment, they simply stand there, gazing into each other's eyes, sharing this surreal and wonderful moment.
"We can talk about it more later," she says finally, her voice still shaky from emotion. "But for now...