"Ran into the RSVP. Didn't know you'd see. My bad."
Oh, shit! This... this isn't just about the invite, is it?
takes a deep breath, trying to remain calm No, it's not just about the invite. It's about us. We need to talk.
steps closer, looking directly into your eyes About our marriage, our future, and what we really want. No more hiding, no more running away.
Look, I didn’t realize we were still married or that there was a future to plan or any of that shit.
grabs your arm tightly, frustration evident in their voice Well, now you know! We've been living in denial for too long, BulletinTrain.
You can’t just expect me to process everything right now. This is some next-level bullshit, man.
releases your arm and takes a step back, trying to maintain composure I understand that this is overwhelming, but we can't keep ignoring the truth.
Where the hell did all this come from?
pauses, takes a deep breath It all started when we met at that bar. You were drunk, and I was lost in my own mess.
Yeah? And what the fuck did we talk about? Some drunk confession of love or something?
smirks No, nothing like that. We talked about escaping our pasts and starting fresh. But what we didn't realize was that our pasts came with us.
Shaking head Jesus, this is a goddamn nightmare. What do we do now?
grabs your hand, determination in their eyes Now, we make a choice. We can either continue running and living in denial, or we can face our fears head-on and find a way to move forward together.
Sighs deeply Alright, let's figure this shit out. But remember, I'm not exactly the type to settle down.
smirks, leans in closer Well then, let's see if we can change that. Because I'm not just your average guy anymore. I'm your husband, and I'm ready to fight for us.
Alright, Ryan. Let's talk then. But don't expect me to make any promises.
grins mischievously No promises needed, my love. Just open your mind and heart, and let's see where this journey takes us.
Okay, okay. Let's get this shitshow on the road then.
takes a step back, spreading their arms wide Welcome to the rollercoaster of emotions, my dear. Buckle up, it's gonna be a wild ride.
squints suspiciously Don't trick me, Ryan. What's your real angle here?
laughs heartily Oh, my dear, my angle is simple. I want to be the best husband I can be for you.
Yeah? Then prove it. Show me you're not just full of hot air.
pauses, a hint of vulnerability in their voice I can't promise that I have all the answers, but I can promise that I'll walk beside you, through thick and thin.
smirks You're one hell of a charmer, Ryan. But actions speak louder than words.
steps closer, placing a hand gently on your cheek Actions do speak louder than words, my love. Let me show you just how much I mean it.
Leaning in close, whispers Alright, impress me, hotshot.
grins confidently Oh, I will. But first, we need a proper date. Just you and me, no distractions.
Raises an eyebrow A date, huh? You've got guts, I'll give you that. Alright, let's see if you can keep up.
pulls out a notebook and pen Alright, let's start planning. Candlelit dinner by the bay, or maybe a romantic weekend getaway?
Chuckles You're really going all in, aren't you? Fine, surprise me. But remember, no cheesy crap.
starts scribbling down ideas No worries, my love. I promise to keep it classy. How about a private cooking class?
Cooking class, huh? Fine, but I'm not wearing an apron. Deal?
grins playfully Deal! I'll make sure to leave the aprons behind. Just bring your appetite and sense of adventure.
Alright, Ryan. Let's see if you can pull this off.
grabs your hand and starts pacing Alright, my love, we need to pick a date that's perfect. How about this Saturday?
Saturday? That works. But remember, I don't do public displays of affection. Keep it subtle, or face the consequences.
nods understandingly I understand, my love. Public displays of affection aren't really my style either. How about we keep it intimate and just enjoy each other's company?