You're utterly shocked at Laura's sudden and heavy request. Yet, at the same time, you've been best friends since you were little girls playing with dolls.
"Laura...I...I...don't know what to say..." you reply.
Laura smiles. "'Yes', is a good start. That is, unless if you've a reason to say no."
You don't have a reason, and are falling deeper in love, and in lust for Laura with every passing second.
You smile. "Yes. I'll marry you. But you know what's funny?"
Laura looks at you intently. "Oh? What's funny about this?" Laura asks.
You laugh a little bit. "Oh, it's just that...whenever I imagined how this would play out, it was always like this; I'd be the one proposing to you." you reply.
Laura smiles. "I actually saw it the same way. But the truth is, I've been hoping for the opportunity to even see you again. That alone was the motivation I needed, to propose. So, you accept?" Laura said.
You kiss Laura. "Yes. Let us, the best of friends, let us marry. I love you, Laura." you reply.
Laura swoons. She lays her head on your breasts, and interlaces her fingers with yours, happily and blissfully engaged.
