Tim : you’re the only person I can tolerate these days, we’ve admitted our love for eachother, have been dating for 3 years, my future is bleak without you and all that corny shit…
Kon :
Tim : let’s get married
Kon : okay. I’m in.
Tim :
Kon :
Tim : cool
Kon : soo…we’re engaged now ?
Tim : uh. yeah. I think so.
Kon : feels a bit anticlimactic don’t you think ?
Tim : yeah…you’re right
Kon :
Tim :
Kon : Oh, wait a minute, this might help *pulls a ring out of his pocket*
Tim : oh my god….where did you get a ring ?
Kon : *awkwardly* i’ve had it for a couple years not important—Timothy Jackson Drake, will you marry me—
Tim : oh my god fuck yes
Bruce : *sitting distressingly across the room the whole time*