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"Oh?" she asked, leaning against the door

"Yeah I just wanted to saywell, I’ toher hand against the wood

"Ohhh," Sophia and I

"And I can’t wait toin an hour, but it’s too long, you know?"

"I know," she sighed, and relaxed against the door Gown? Forgotten Choos? Forgotten "I love you so irl," he whispered, and Sophia and I sighed together "I also can’t wait for our honey to throw you down on that bed and peel that dress off of you as fast as I can I can’t wait to fuck irls are in here"

"Shit"

"Hi, Ryan," Sophia and I said, once ain

"But, , does that sound good," Mimi said softly

Ryan chuckled on the other side of the door "Okay, I’ll let you get back to your bride stuff I just, wanted to tell you that"

"See you in there," Mi away She turned back to us, her eyes bright "I’ to marry that man barefoot Because who the hell cares"

She ran at us, a tiny, happy torpedo, and hugged us both tight And just like that, Sophia was back in the wedding party

Crisis averted, the wedding went off without a hitch No hter, and lots of tears And one pair of perfectly pedicured feet dancing down the aisle toward the grooth, sculptured satin crafted on a 1950s pattern The fact that she was barefoot? Char Her smile? Evident from outer space Matched only by the one on her husband-to-be’s face as he watched her approach

The ceremony was brief by Ro of beautiful

I would never get tired of looking at Simon Parker in a tuxedo Especially at the end of an aisle Not going to lie, it gave htthe htful, as weddings tend to make everyone think about the future and the past And once, those sapphire eyes burned intoat an altar And what he’d rather be doing was me

In case that was in any way unclear