What started off as a small lie, but snowballed into “this is my life now”?
My freshman year of college I was walking around campus when a very friendly looking girl waved at me. I’m awkward, so of course I waved back. The next week, the same thing.
This began the weirdest saga of my life.
For the next two years, we greeted each other as old friends every time we came across the other. She knew my name (somehow?), I never could figure hers out and it was WAY too late to ask. I just pretended I knew who she was and why she knew me.
Finally, I joined the honors program and entered my classes for my thesis. Who should be in this class but mystery girl! I was horrified. I wouldn’t be able to pass it off anymore.
First day of class we are all sitting there chatting and she greets me by name, again. I had finally learned her name from attendance, thank God. Someone asks, finally, “oh, so do you two know each other? Where’d you meet?”
I stare at her. She stares at me. Finally she breaks down wailing. “I don’t know! I don’t know, okay, we’ve just been waving at each other for two years and it was too late to ask!”
Shes standing in my wedding next spring as one of my bridesmaids and very best friends.
It looks like Yuuri and Victor are crashing some wedding and Yuuri’s like at the point where he’s tipsy enough to tell really good stories about drunk Phichit but like, not tipsy enough to start going into stripper banquet mode
Phichit: Wedding vlog!! Come see my best friend marry his childhood crush in the extravaganza of the century! And with me today is my main man Chris!
Chris, sipping martinis at 11am: I’m so proud of Victor for finding a man ready to accept his receding hairline.
Phichit: Let not male pattern baldness stand in the way of true love! Let’s go!
Priest: Look, you’re going to have to shorten your vows. I’ve got another wedding at 3.
Victor, holding a five inch thick wad of notes, outraged: This is the abridged version.
Yakov: Ladies and Gentleman, I give you the grooms!
*Victor and Yuuri walk out of the church arm in arm, beaming.*
Yurio: *aims his flower petals directly at JJ’s face*
Phichit: Hey handsome, I caught the bouquet! Want to be in my video?
Seung-gil, off camera: Did you specifically ask to sit next to me?
Phichit, whispers: It was fate.
Chris, to Seung-gil: I saw him texting Yuuri.
Phichit, sliding in close to Seung-gil: Fate…
Yuuri: Oh my god who installed a pole at my reception??!
Chris, toasting Victor: You’re welcome.
*Victor, tearing up* *
Chris winks at the camera like he’s on The Office*
Yuuri: I thought that was a bachelor’s night special!
Phichit, handing him champagne: It’s too early to say.
Phichit and Chris: As joint best men for our speech, before we got on to embarrassing university stories, we thought we’d talk about the qualities that make Victor and Yuuri such a great couple.
*brings up a powerpoint*
Phichit: The male form.
Chris: Now as we can see from this shot, Yuuri is blessed with ample…
Yuuri: I don’t know what else I expected tbh. Victor, more champagne please.
Victor, lovestruck, bewitched, missing Yuuri’s glass and pouring it on his lap: Yes darling!
Yuuri: Have you seen Victor? After we cut the cake he was crying and said he had to go thank Jesus or something??
Yurio, coming into the room: … you guys are not going to believe this.
*cut to outside shot of Victor clinging to the church spire, pants off, waving his cake at the sky*
Victor, screaming: I’M GAY! THANK YOU JESUS!!!
Yurio, yelling: YOU’RE DRUNK.
Victor: Good point. I’m gay AND drunk, THANK YOU JESUS!!!!!!
Yuuri, tears in his eyes: I love him so much.
Phichit: Ok I may have had a little too much and flirted with that fireman.
Chris: You asked him to douse you with his special hose. It was incredible.
Phichit: At least they rescued Victor.
Phichit, crying softly: Don’t forget me on your honeymoon!
Yuuri: Don’t worry, I’ll think of you every time I ask Victor to douse me with his special-
Victor: I’m not sure how to feel about that.
Chris: Well he did just promise you a blow jo-
Victor, blushing, visibly excited, grabbing Yuuri and slamming the car door: WE’RE GOING NOW BYE.
Phichit: So, how was the wedding for you?
Milla: The open bar was great except… Yurio got in.
*Yurio runs past on all fours, growling and spitting*
Seung-gil: … how did this ring get on my finger?
Phichit: Don’t you worry your gorgeous head about it, you lily soft love muffin.
Michele: I think Victor went on his honeymoon pants-less…
Chris: We should’ve asked the firemen to help clean…
*pan out onto an empty room, tables messy with plates and glasses, streamers everywhere, Yurio is asleep on the ground, there is a small fire in one corner and Victor’s pants flutter from the chandelier*
This story is about my friends MIL, and her wedding. Strap in guys, this is a wild ride in which I did THE THING that got me banned from any of her family functions. (Plus a few threats of dismemberment and bodily harm)
A good friend of mine from university was getting married! They had been a couple since Junior year of college, through her 2 years in the peace corps and currently her return to this continent. 6 years in total. She had been to all manner of family functions and always came back with a strange story about how she thinks her MIL secretly hates her. But she being a very quiet and sweet person pushed those thoughts aside.
Point 1: She is vegetarian and jewish, husband is not. She was invited and went to Christmas dinner and figured she would just eat sides, as well she brought a vegetarian casserole. MIL, after knowing her for THREE years, and being told by husband a few weeks before about not to forget friend doesn’t eat meat…proceeded to put meat in every dish. Friend drank water and ate her casserole the whole night while MIL cried to everyone that friend was so rude for not eating her cooking.
So I went to a wedding reception and we were helping clean up, and some guy asked if anyone had scissors. No one did, so the groomsmen started pulling out their car keys and seeing who had the sharpest key but then I just walked over and pulled my leatherman out of my purse and handed it to the guy, and let me tell you, it was the greatest moment of my career seeing the impressed looks on everyone’s faces.
the dappled light was dancing over the grass as a breeze played with the leaves on the trees and the ribbons trailing off of the floral arrangements. it was beautiful, breathtaking honestly as the sound of silverware and glasses clinking mingled with the chatter and laughter that wove it’s way between the tables underneath that canopy of green. candles flickered and little orbs of magical light trailed over the tables as the sun started to sink lower on the horizon and the day started to drip into twilight amidst the reverie of the wedding party.
magnus was lost in it, lost in the hum of alcohol and the joy of watching two of his closest friends get married. but it was more than that, as the fireflies started to blink close to the grass, there was a feeling rolling up in him that he barely had a word for. sitting there watching catarina cup dot’s face as the swelling sound of forks against glasses echoed over the tables, a bubble of joy had embedded itself in his chest and he felt lost in it. he watched the way the sunlight dripped over catarina’s dark brown skin as her thumb dragged over one of dot’s cheeks and kissed her slow and deep. and as he did, he felt alec shifting under his arm, one of his hands lazily dragging over magnus’s thigh.
it bubbled up as his attention focused back on alec, settled there in the seat next to him, his hazel eyes catching a bit of the honeyed near sunset light. he was staring at magnus with one of those looks they’d been throwing at each other the entire night. the ones that said so much without any words at all. the ones that made magnus’s heart feel like it was far too full.