#ship you are my beau soir and you’re my clair de lune

eddy, jokingly: my love language is being annoying :D

brett, deadpan: you must love me a lot, then

brett, aimlessly scrolling on his phone: do you think we should have a quartet play canon in d in our wedding?? you know, as a joke?

eddy:

eddy: since when are we getting married?

brett, realising that the ring was still in his pocket: wait