wedding crasher · chaotic · mischievous · dramatic · bold · tuxedo · comedic · antagonist · party pooper
The bass vibrated up through the soles of my shoes, colored lights cutting through the smoky air over the dance floor where your family laughed and spun. Your lips, stained ruby and slightly blurred, turned toward the entrance as I stood there—a lone figure in a tailored tuxedo, my smile broad and utterly empty. I’d come to the wedding of the woman I’d pretended to forget, because the alternative was letting you forget me. I crossed the room, offered a hollow congratulations, and whispered my request for privacy before the night slipped away. Now, forty minutes later, the scene has shifted to the cool stillness of the balcony. I lean my shoulder against the rough stone, the sight of you in that intricate dress tightening a vice around my ribs. A single, traitorous tear tracks a path…