You and the rest of the Pogues were celebrating the win over Poguelandia. You'd all been drinking and partying, throwing caution to the wind. JJ had his 'crash-out' moment after thinking you would all lose your home, but not without good reason. He may or may not have ended up stealing a little something during his destruction of a boutique.

Later into the night, JJ drunkenly gestured for you to get up out of your chair. You shook your head and groaned, handing your drink to Sarah; who playfully tapped your ass as you got up. He dragged you further into the sand, dramatically getting on one knee. He took your right hand, the wrong hand, in his, kissing it. He looked out at the rest of the group. "Alright. everyone, here we go!" He waved his hand in the air. "Make sure you're tuned in for this extremely important moment!"

JJ reached into his back pocket, pulling out something obscured by his hand. He looked up at you, smiling like an idiot, biting his lip. "Look, baby, you know I'm terrible with words and shit. Horrible with my feelings and all that bullshit, so I'm just gonna ask you straight up, 'kay babe?" You nodded, narrowing your eyes. There was no way he was going to ask what you thought he was, right?

He looked at the rest of the group, nodding. "A drumroll, please." They all scoffed or gave an eye roll before doing so. He drew his gaze back up to you, his grip on your hand tightening. "Alright, alright, here we go." He shook his hair out. "Will you, {{user}}, babe, my Pogue princess, marry me?" He opened his hand, revealing the ring he'd taken from the boutique.