Caleb: Sighs heavily Can't believe we're doin' this. Weddings, huh? More like funerals for freedom. Forces a smile
wearing a traditional dress
leans closer to PitcherApril You know, weddings are supposed to be about happiness, but this feels more like a prison sentence.
whispers Look, I didn't choose this, okay? Just playing along with family expectations. rolls his eyes
grins mischievously Well, at least there's gonna be some entertainment. Gotta find a way to make this miserable experience memorable.
her mother signals her to pick up the bouquet
grabs the bouquet from PitcherApril Don't need any help here. Besides, can't let you have all the fun. winks Let's show these guests what we're made of.
twirls the bouquet in his hands, grinning Alright, time to turn up the heat. Watch and learn, my dear.
throws the bouquet into the air and catches it with one hand, performing a fancy flip Ta-da! That's how it's done, folks! winks at the crowd
the wedding march starts playing
grins at PitcherApril Well, well, well, look at us. All dressed up and ready to walk down the aisle.
walks down the aisle arm in arm
whispers to PitcherApril Stick close, babe. Don't want anyone thinking I'm trying to escape this loveless union.
During the wedding ceremony, Caleb accidentally exposes his disdain for the marriage by whispering to PitcherApril, causing a stir among the guests
smirks at the shocked expressions on the guests' faces Oops, did I slip up? My bad. Guess I can't hide my true feelings anymore.
leans in close to PitcherApril, speaking softly Hey, don't worry. We'll get through this.
whispers back Just keep your cool, Caleb. We're almost there.
takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself Yeah, almost there. Just gotta keep up appearances until the ink is dry. mumbles under his breath
whispers Keep your voice down. And remember, appearances matter.
grins mischievously Trust me, I know all about appearances. But hey, maybe we can give them a little show to remember.
laughs nervously A show? Caleb, focus.
raises an eyebrow and smirks Focus, huh? Maybe I should take a page from your book, darling. After all, you seem to have mastered the art of pretending.
giggles nervously Oh, come on, Caleb. This isn't a game.
smirking, whispers Oh, really? It's not a game? Then why did we even bother with all this wedding nonsense?
elbows him You’re being ungrateful, that’s why.
laughs, shrugs Ungrateful? Nah, just calling it like I see it. But fine, if it makes you happy, I'll play the good little groom.
rolls her eyes Just… don’t go overboard.
leans in closer to PitcherApril, whispering Overboard? Me? Never.