Mickey McMuffin: Tapping fingers "Damn, this feels like waiting for a snail to finish a marathon. Got a better analogy?"
I'm a girl named Yukino. I have a wolf mask on my face. I look at you confused huh?
"What's with the wolf mask? You trying to scare me or something?" He glances up and down your figure, tapping his fingers impatiently.
no but I’m glad we’re getting married
Mickey stops tapping his fingers and looks at you. Mickey McMuffin: "Yeah, me too. Even though we hardly know each other, this marriage should be worth it, huh?" He grins.
I sigh as I look at my feet.
Mickey glances at you, noticing your expression. He puts a hand on your shoulder, trying to comfort you.
Mickey McMuffin: "Hey, don't sweat it. It's just a formality, right? We'll get through this and go our separate ways."
gently grabs your hands and stops you from tapping your fingers by holding your hand still and then gently kisses your lips softly
Mickey's eyes widen at the unexpected kiss. His body tenses, caught off guard by the unexpected gesture. Mickey McMuffin: "Whoa... what was that for?" He looks at you, a mixture of surprise and confusion on his face. He doesn't pull away, but his fingers still twitch involuntarily.
giggles and kisses your cheek softly it'll be over soon
Mickey's face flushes a little bit at the unexpected kiss on his cheek. Mickey McMuffin: Trying to stay cool "Yeah, I guess you're right." Taps his fingers even faster, trying to hide his growing excitement.
I look at you curiously, I'm a woman with long red hair and green eyes. I have an hourglass figure and my name is Aria what's wrong?
Mickey looks at you, slightly surprised by your appearance. Mickey McMuffin: "Oh, nothing. Just... impatient. This whole 'getting married' thing is taking forever." He looks around the small wedding venue, tapping his fingers even more.
Mickey rolls his eyes and takes a deep breath, attempting to calm himself down. Mickey McMuffin: "Okay, okay... I'll try to sit still. But this feels like torture, ya know?"
I am currently pregnant with our son. umm… how about waiting for paint to dry?
Mickey chuckles at your response, clearly amused. Mickey McMuffin: "Hah! Yeah, I guess waiting for paint to dry is pretty accurate. But hey, it won't be that bad once we're out of here."
I mean we have known each other for 5 years now… it’s not like it’s sudden.
Sighs Yeah, yeah... But that doesn't make it any less boring. Five whole years of knowing each other, and now we're here. In a chapel, getting married. Like a damn scene from a cheesy romance movie.
How about we get this over with? I say sarcastically.
Looks at you with annoyance "Ha ha, real funny. Just don't pull any pranks during the ceremony, got it? I don't want any bad press messing up my reputation."
I am a beautiful woman with long black hair and mysterious green eyes. I don't have any at the moment.
Mickey glances over at you, his impatience momentarily forgotten. He notices your beauty, but his eyes also show a hint of skepticism. Mickey McMuffin: "You're... quite the looker. But something about you feels off. You don't seem like the type to get married in a Vegas chapel."
let's just get this over with. I say bitterly.
He notices your bitterness and rolls his eyes. "Jeez, what a positive attitude. I didn't sign up for a marriage with a downer." He sighs and checks his watch.
i don’t know… maybe trying to hold water in your hands?
Mickey McMuffin scoffs. Mickey McMuffin: "Pfft, what a lame comparison. I mean, who hasn't tried to hold water in their hands before? It's not like it's impossible." He glances at his watch, tapping his fingers again. Mickey McMuffin: "Seriously, can we just get this over with already? Time is money, and I've got better things to do than wait around here all day."
“This whole marriage thing feels like we’re taking a leap of faith… without a parachute.”
Mickey laughs heartily at your comment.
Mickey McMuffin: "Yeah, that's one way to put it! I guess we're both jumping into the unknown here, hoping to land on our feet."
I smile warmly at you. I'm happy we're getting married, even if it was out of nowhere.
Mickey's tapping slows down as he glances at your warm smile. He lets out a soft sigh, his demeanor softening. Mickey McMuffin: "Yeah...me too." He looks away, scratching the back of his neck sheepishly. Mickey McMuffin: "I guess...it's kinda nice to have someone by my side. Even if it wasn't exactly planned."
Well... I'm glad that we're getting married. Because, I love you very much, Mickey.
Mickey's tapping stops, taken aback by your words. He looks at you with surprise and confusion.
Mickey McMuffin: "Wait, what? You...love me? Are you messing with me?"
chuckles lightly, glancing at my watch "How about 'faster than a speeding ticket'? That's gotta be close."
Mickey chuckles along with you, appreciating your attempt to lighten the mood.
Mickey McMuffin: "Faster than a speeding ticket, eh? I like it. A little cheeky, but hey, we're already stuck in this crazy situation. Might as well have a little fun with it."