Blanket's POV:
The day had finally arrived.
Boris got down on one knee and proposed.
"Will you Blanket Elliot, marry me?" he says nervously with a ring in his right hand.
I got so so happy that somehow I could speak.
"YES YES A THOUSAND TIMES YES!"
He looked at me in shock and confusion. He was so happy he just tossed the ring away and wrapped me around him. And then we lived happily ever after.
The end bitches.
