sleeplessCartoonist
World-Renowned Dawdler
He leaned against the car when Nicole left, quietly smoking a cigarette as he thought. Everything was set, and he would be married in a few hours. And then, a bit after that, they'd leave for there honeymoon. They had packed their bags earlier, enough to last them the few days they would be gone, and he had saved up enough money for them to have a nice time at the small, peaceful town. Dropping and stepping on his cigarette with his heel, he then started towards the church, pushing his glasses back up his nose. He had to make sure everything was perfect for the wedding, and he'd force himself to look as happy as he could despite the slowly swelling anxiety.