[Dale - post opposite!plot]
"Holy shit."
Opening his eyes and staring up at the ceiling, Joe didn't need to take a moment to wake up or think about the past few days. In an instant, he remembered everything he'd done, everything he'd made Dale do and every single flower chain he'd draped over his wedding guests.
Fucking wedding guests.
Lying flat on his back in the bed, the only thing Joe could even think to do was laugh. He'd gotten married. Not only had he gotten married, but he'd been the one practically begging Dale to do it and they'd done it twice. Two weddings. No one on this fucking island was that ridiculous, so it only made sense that Joe would go that far.
"Jesus fucking Christ," he said, then covered his laugh as he chuckled. "Dale, we got married."
Opening his eyes and staring up at the ceiling, Joe didn't need to take a moment to wake up or think about the past few days. In an instant, he remembered everything he'd done, everything he'd made Dale do and every single flower chain he'd draped over his wedding guests.
Fucking wedding guests.
Lying flat on his back in the bed, the only thing Joe could even think to do was laugh. He'd gotten married. Not only had he gotten married, but he'd been the one practically begging Dale to do it and they'd done it twice. Two weddings. No one on this fucking island was that ridiculous, so it only made sense that Joe would go that far.
"Jesus fucking Christ," he said, then covered his laugh as he chuckled. "Dale, we got married."