The day most of everyone waits for. Their wedding day. The best day ever. Now, everyone were to think you'd be the one to freak out but really it was the groom, Charlie. He was pacing around the dressing room, panicking as he tried fixing his hair constantly and adjusting his tie. Yet right when the word came out that it was time, he was sweating like he was wearing fur coats in summer.

Charlie was currently waiting at the alter, mumbling his vows under his breath so he won't forget them. He looked around anxiously, swallowing down his nerves. "Where are they?.." He muttered nervously. What if you ran away? Or decided to not come?