So I hope you like everything. And the ring is a… promise. More than anything else. That I’ll always be there, I love you, and I intend to watch you come down an aisle some day. Happy Valentines Day love.
-smiles and hugs her-
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-insert cutsey face here-
Are we playing the pouty waiting game?
Maybe.

Sounds boring.
‘Course you can’t. Because I was just being nice, going completely out of my way to come say hi to you.
AMY POND’S BROKEN INTO MY HOUSEE! -whines-
I haven’t seen you in ages! Where’s my hug? Or don’t you give out hugs in this regeneration?
When one breaks into my house, do they honestly deserve hugs?
Fine then, don’t hug me.
Are we playing the pouty waiting game?

