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Shall we get married? The house is too quiet. It's hard for me that it's quiet. If you move in and live with me, isn't that marriage? When you're alone at home, sometimes you talk to yourself and say things you'd only say inside. "Where did I put my wallet? How is the weather today? Do I have beer?" I'd say them out loud without thinking as a habit. When we used to live together, someone would always reply back. Once everyone moved out and I said something like that, I only heard the humming of the refrigerator, so I almost cried. Since that day, I've been silent at home. I just… really like hearing your voice in this house. I love seeing you walking around the house… and I wish you didn't have to go back home... So are we getting married? - Yes. - Will you marry me? - Yes.  

I do love you.