What was that? WHAT WAS THAT!?
Joy's eyes must have popped out of her head at the sight of that box. Because if she recalled, those were the sorts of boxes that held rings and rings were given to you by your boyfriend usually preceding a very important question and---hold on, hold on, she had to have a moment to herself real quick to stare stupidly at it, because like. This was Finn, right? Because when she thought about who was holding this box out, it seemed very unlikely--IMPOSSIBLE, even--that it could actually be him. Finn was never keen on marriage.
You know who was keen on marriage? Tibs. AHA, so that was it, it was Tibs and he had polyjuiced himself and done this, because this could not possibly be her boyfriend. Right? But---Tibs was off in America, there was no way he could be here proposing to her (wait--that was a creepy thought, now that she thought about it), and so it... was actually Finn?
Christ almighty, the world was ending.
Reaching out, Joy took the box out of his hand and uncertainly flipped the lid open. She didn't know what she was expecting--maybe some snake would jump out at her and he'd double over laughing, knowing he'd gotten her, he would do that--, but what she got was blinded by one of the most stunning diamonds she thought she'd probably ever seen. For the first time, it really hit her.
"Ohhhhmygod."
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