Here comes the bride....
Who: WHOEVER SIGNED UP FOR THIS PLOT
What: MAARRIIIAGGEEEEE
When: NOW
Where: IN THEIR APARTMENTS
Warnings: IDK. STUFF.
( You've arrive at the apartment and a note on the door says ' please put on your bracelet in order to proceed'. You slip it on and enter the apartment to see what you've won and... )
What: MAARRIIIAGGEEEEE
When: NOW
Where: IN THEIR APARTMENTS
Warnings: IDK. STUFF.
( You've arrive at the apartment and a note on the door says ' please put on your bracelet in order to proceed'. You slip it on and enter the apartment to see what you've won and... )
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...I don't get it.
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[Rikku's mind is in more of a fuzz than it has been in a long time; it can't process any actual word beyond this one (though, it's not like this sound is still a coherent string of words, it's just gibberish).]
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So...we're, like...married now? 'cause I don't remember getting drunk in Vegas...
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[Looks around in a buzzed sort of frantic.]
Maybe we should retrace our steps, yeah? Y'know, like, a mental rewind here! See what we can remember!
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I got a letter. It told me to come here, 'cause I won something.
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Then again, I feel like half the time we spend together is just a blur of fun. Maybe we did?
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[It's been long enough for Rikku's trauma to turn into accepted goofiness.]
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Must'uh.
...still, I guess it could be worse.
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Yeah, at least you're not a mega snore machine.
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...where exactly do we sleep, anyway?
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Hm. Well, there's clearly only one solution to this.]
Nothing a good round of dibs can't decide.
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