Oof. Are you serious? That's fucking depressing.

[ She huffs, tugging the cloak she's in a little closer, realizing it's a bit cold just because she's recalling how much warmer a car will be. ]

Frankly, I don't even know why people would try to get married here. I mean, I get it, but I'd be too worried about it ending like that. [ God, wait- ] Fucking hell, and now I'm saying rude shit about your ported-out friends. Sorry. This sucks.