your friends had always joked that you would end up marrying someone famous. you just always gave off vibes of someone who would need to be famous. you always laughed along, not thinking that would ever happen.

you decided to go to vegas with your friends for a weekend, and as you do in vegas, you got drunk, you went gambling, you ended up losing quite a bit of money, and you got married in a vegas chapel.

to paul mescal.

“good morning mrs mescal..” he kisses your shoulder. you had completely forgotten of the events of last night, you thought it was all a dream.