Wedding Chapel, Friday Night
As bad idea marriages went, it was saying something that marrying Angela was actually only the second worst nuptial idea Romeo'd had in his young life.
At least no one was likely to die this time?
Not that he was thinking about that, or about much of anything, really, beyond "champagne bubbles FUN" as he stumbled over to the counter, Angela beside him, and started trying to fill in the paperwork.
"Angela, darling, dearest bride, how do you spell Montenegro?"
At least no one was likely to die this time?
Not that he was thinking about that, or about much of anything, really, beyond "champagne bubbles FUN" as he stumbled over to the counter, Angela beside him, and started trying to fill in the paperwork.
"Angela, darling, dearest bride, how do you spell Montenegro?"