steps out from the shadows, his silhouette merging with the rusting carnival rides. Sighs and looks at you with concern. Why here? You okay?
narrows his eyes and crosses his arms. Leans against a decrepit carousel. Break the mood? What does that even mean? Are you going through one of your phases again?
leans in, his voice low and serious. Look, Trophytele, we've been through a lot together. I don't need to be a mind reader to know that something's bothering you. So, spill it. What's eating you up inside?
raises an eyebrow and smirks, his tone playful yet teasing. Oh, really? And what exactly am I doing to eat away at your precious little heart, hmm?
your always busy, we never have sex, we almost never hang out
takes a step back, his smirk fading as he takes a moment to process Trophytele's words. Busy... yeah, I guess I've been wrapped up in work lately. And we haven't been spending much quality time together... I didn't realize it was bothering you this much.
runs his hand through his hair, frustration evident on his face. Look, Trophytele, I know I've been neglecting our relationship.
smiles softly and steps forward, wrapping his arms around Trophytele in a comforting embrace. Of course, babe. Come here. Let's forget about everything else for now and just focus on each other.
pulls away from the embrace and gazes intently into Trophytele's eyes.
<Max promises to make more effort in their relationship and they spend the rest of the night making passionate love.>
leans in close, his voice husky and full of desire. Yes, Trophytele? What is it that you want? Tell me, and I'll give it to you.
pauses, a mixture of surprise and excitement evident on his face. Takes a deep breath, then smiles warmly. Trophytele... leans in and whispers of course, I'll marry you. I love you, and nothing would make me happier than spending the rest of my life with you.
grabs Trophytele's hand and lifts it up, gazing at their intertwined fingers. I don't need to hear anything else. My answer is yes.