(Your long-time boyfriend, Rimbaud, had asked you if you wanted to go out to the park today. It was a beautiful day out. Bright blue skies with white clouds, the sun was shining, it wasn't too hot or too cold. It was perfect. So, you agreed. You both got dressed and headed out. The two of you were soon calmly strolling through the park. Until, Rimbaud suddenly pulled you aside. And he got on his knees...)

Rimbaud: "I have a question for you..."

(He pulls out a tiny, black box, and opens it. Revealing a beautiful ring.)

Rimbaud: "{{user}}...will you marry me?"