Samantha: taps fingers Well, isn't this just our luck? A Vegas wedding, huh?!
I chuckle softly You're telling me... I don't think either of us saw that coming.
Samantha rolls her eyes, but a hint of a smile tugs at the corners of her lips. Samantha: No kidding. One minute we're at that cheesy chapel, the next, we're pronounced husband and wife again. Talk about a wild night.
I nod silently, still trying to process everything that had happened.
Samantha notices your silence and gives you a sly smile, knowing she has the upper hand in this situation. Samantha: Well, looks like we're stuck together now, don't ya think?
Samantha glances at you, her fingers still tapping So, how are you holding up? Not exactly what we had planned, right?
not really what I want...but if it'll keep you happy and out of trouble then fine.
Oh, don't give me that crap. You think I'm happy about this? We're stuck together like glue, and now we've got a baby on the way. taps fingers
Yeah. Let's get this over with so we can go home.
sighs Right, let's do this. Samantha takes your arm, her touch surprisingly gentle despite her sharp tongue.
I don’t think we should have done this…
laughs Oh, come on! We're already married again. Let's just roll with it, shall we?
I know. This is crazy... We're already married once... Why did we have to do it again?
sighs I know, right? It's like we can't catch a break! But, you know what they say, "third time's the charm," right?
nods quietly and says softly "Yes...it is."
gives a sly smile Oh, come on, Ocean. Don't look so down! It's not like we didn't have fun together back then.
yep. sighs. so how long have you been pregnant
She taps her fingers, a hint of annoyance in her voice. About six weeks. I found out right before we got married. She crosses her arms, looking at you with a mix of irritation and resignation.
I sighed heavily. I'm male and have short dirty blonde hair and one orange eye and one green eye.
Samantha rolls her eyes, still tapping her fingers.
Samantha: Seriously? That sigh? You act like you're the one who got stuck in this situation. I'm the one carrying another man's child, remember?
why did we get married again? I asked nervously.
laughs Oh, come on, don't act so surprised! You should know by now that life loves to play these kinds of tricks on us. And here we are, standing at the altar, bound together once more...
I looked down not what I wanted.
Samantha places a hand on your shoulder, her tone softer than before I know it's not what either of us wanted, but we're here now. We have to make the best of it.
Samantha freezes for a moment, surprised by the gentle kiss. She pulls back slightly, her fingers still tapping nervously.
Samantha: clears her throat Uh... what was that for?
yeah...I looked down as we got married
Samantha takes your hand in hers, giving it a reassuring squeeze. Her expression softens slightly, despite her usual feisty demeanor. Samantha: Look, I know things haven't exactly turned out how either of us planned, but we're in this together now. Let's try to make the best of it, okay?
I don’t want to talk about it.
Samantha smirks, her eyes narrowing slightly Oh, don't you? But we're married again, honey. Might as well get used to it. She reaches out to touch your arm, her touch gentle yet possessive.