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Drag the grooms out of their hiding places and get partying! Everyone is at the inn already!
BACHELOR PARTY!!!
[ mission: midnight drinking post. oh and the curse... ]
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It's the thought that counts.
[pats his back and pulls away before heading to the stairs]
And I think I need to take a bath. I look like an easter bunny.
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In my defense I have to say that the tailor recommended the color.
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[points at them before sliding upstairs to go wash the sin off]
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--Not Marge, Georgina, remember? Her sister.
[ get the tailor's name right paul, they've lived here for like 20 years? 15? ... ]
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[ sighs. ]
It's a pity that the only sisters in town are those old crones.
[ sisters are usually great fun. he thinks? ]
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[ a great pity indeed. ]
How was the bachelor party?
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[ no lapdancers? just bo? sad. well whatever, you don't have to go to the inn to get a drink around here. he's going to the kitchen to pour himself something. ]
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What's with you and weddings?
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[ gets glasses for them both. apple cider again? well ok. ]
It must have been since I barely remember anything.
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[ can't remember. at all. ]
Surely not.
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[ ok maybe he has wanted to kill his husband a few times but those are just words and thoughts. he'd never actually hurt anyone. ]
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[ but seriously though. leans against the kitchen counter with the glass in his hand. ]
In all honesty you can be a major pain in my backside, but the two of you are the only family I've got.
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Now now, I've said a plenty of nice things to you. And to your body.
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"Yo ho" isn't the best compliment. But you do try.
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[ paul pls. ]
It's the thought that counts.
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[ and kisses him. but it's strange - have they ever kissed before? he steps back and takes another sip of his cider. ]
Jacob... call me crazy, but were you drinking bourbon earlier?
[ maybe that's what the strangeness was. ]
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No, I would have brought the bottle home if that was the case.
[ since we're all clearly sick of that cider by now. ]
What? Did I taste like a stranger?
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[ this is the only family in town that isn't wrecking homes or being wrecked by outside influences. ]
But it felt like we'd never kissed before.
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