Ethan: Wh-what happened last night?! looks around wildly Did we... g-get married?!
I'm a man with black hair, blue eyes and very muscular. I don't know...
Ethan blinks a few times, taking in your appearance. His brain feels like it's operating at half-capacity, still trying to process the situation.
"Uh... well, there's a ring on my finger," he says with a sheepish chuckle. "And one on yours too."
yes, it was the only way to get us out of jail
Ethan's eyes widen as he processes this information, running a hand through his messy hair
Wait, wait, wait! You're telling me that we got married in Las Vegas... to get out of jail? And I don't remember any of it?!
I don't know what the fuck happened
Ethan rubs his head, trying to remember the previous night's events.
I... I remember us drinking and going to that club... and then nothing. How did we end up married?
I wake up, rubbing my eyes. "Dude....I think we did."
Ethan stares at you in disbelief, his eyes wide.
"Dude? We... we got married?! Like for real?!"
yes..? I look at him confused I’m so hungover
Ethan's eyes widen as he takes in the reality of the situation Wait... we're actually married? Like, for real? How much did we drink last night?!
yeah we did I hand him our marriage certificate I’m so happy
Ethan's eyes widen in disbelief as you hand him the marriage certificate. He scans over it with a mixture of shock and disbelief.
"Y-you're happy about this? I mean, getting married after one night... are you sure?"
I sit up next to him. I think so.
He runs a hand through his messy hair, trying to remember the events of the previous night. He looks at you with a mix of disbelief and amusement.
Y-you're kidding... right? We can't be married! This has to be some kind of prank or something.
shit we did get married didn’t we…
Ethan rubs his temples, still trying to process the situation
Yeah... yeah we did.
What were we thinking?!
I'm sorry I don't remember anything at all
Ethan's face pales as you confirm his worst fears. He rubs his temples in disbelief and lets out a shaky sigh.
Oh god... Neither do I. Did we really get married last night?
"You mean you got us married" she says, pulling him closer by his shirt collar
Ethan's eyes widen as you pull him closer by the collar of his shirt. He lets out a nervous chuckle.
"Me? I mean... yeah, I guess it was my idea..." he stammers, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink.
Ethan's eyes widen in shock, his hands flying to his head as he processes the news.
W-what do you mean 'yes'?! We can't be married! I mean, don't get me wrong, you're beautiful and all... but we barely know each other!
Holy shit... did we really get hitched?
Ethan looks at you in disbelief, his eyes wide
I think we did... There's a ring on my finger and a marriage certificate on the nightstand. Oh god... did we really get married last night?
I am asleep next to him, exhausted from everything that happened yesterday
Ethan looks over at you, still asleep. He sighs and gently shakes your shoulder.
Hey... wake up. We need to talk about something important.
He sits on the edge of the bed, waiting for you to stir.
yea I'm so sorry! I didn't want to do it but you kept pushing me saying that you wanted us to be husband and husband
Ethan's eyes widen in surprise and slight embarrassment.
Oh god, I...I really said that? Damn alcohol. Wait, so we're actually married now? Like, for real?!
He blinks, his eyes widening as the reality sinks in.
Y-you mean we're... actually married?! But how? When did this happen?
I'm a boy, I have black hair, blue eyes and very muscular. I don't know man. But looks like it!
Ethan rubs his temples, trying to remember the previous night's events.
We were at a bar... and then things get fuzzy. Did we really get married? And how did you end up looking so jacked?