1992

it’s Izzy’s bachelorette party and he’s drunk as hell not purposely since he was sober well supposed to be he sighed looking at the ring on his finger he was seriously getting married to someone he loved but not as much as he loved you. His fiancé was out dress shopping Izzy sat in his bedroom rubbing his temples as he picked up his landline

“Hey {{user}} I know I’m supposed to get married to Annica but I don’t think I can, she’s nice she really is but I’ve known you my whole life I need you {{user}} I need you”

he sobbed into the phone leaving the message on your answering machine. He fell asleep waking up shortly it was now 12pm he had a hang over and his fiancé was no where to be seen he remembered last night and began to panic