"I'm definitely getting in!" He grinned and tugged off his jeans, stripping down to his t-shirt and boxers before slipping beneath the covers. Harold kissed her again happily, but his thoughts were still on the pocket watch clutched in his hand.
He was utterly blown away by how thoughtful she was and now devastated that he didn't have a gift to give her in return. He didn't have anything even remotely nice enough stashed away amongst his things. "I don't have anything to give you," He said sadly, chewing his lip.