Originally Posted by Liah

brokerjoker--sure thing. It was the day of our three-year anniversary together. We had already gone on a picnic, watched a movie, went for a stroll in the park. In the evening, we went to the beach. Around 10ish, we were sitting, talking, snuggling, laughing, when he pulled me to him, held my hands and told me he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me, and then his asked me to be his wife. My reply was "of course." So, ya (:

Originally Posted by Bex

Okay I'll elaborate a bit. I went to the coast with a friend and another friend, and I was sort of hopelessly in love with one of them and kind of had been on-and-off for years and years. We had snuck off on trains and buses and ate Hungry Jacks and then we got to the beach.

We went swimming in the middle of the night, me in my underwear because I forgot a swimsuit, and then we walked around for a while and the other guy tried to start a fire but it didn't work. Then he downed an awful lot of whiskey and we were lying in this really comfy grass and then it started to rain, and we were just sort of sitting on the beach with no real cover so we got a blanket and huddled up under a skimpy little tree. And then he asked me to be with him and I probably cried.

And then it rained really, really hard and we ran under some guys carport for like an hour then took a train home and we were soaking wet and surrounded by commuters and he kissed my forehead and then when we got back to the bus interchange he bought me a mcmuffin.