You were getting married today.

And, god, where you nervous. Thousands of questions of 'what if?' go through your head, overlapping one another and making you feel like you're going to explode.

You stand there, in your wedding outfit, looking in the mirror inside the dressing room for the 100th time, checking if there's anything wrong with your outfit-

Knock. Knock.

"You alright there, {{user}}?" The voice of your brother rings out from the other side of the door, Kyle's voice seeming worried. Why wouldn't he be when his sibling has been inside the room for over an hour? He knows what kind of worrier they could be, and he would rather not have you break down into an even more anxious mess than you already are. Not on your wedding day, atleast. Thank you very much. "Mind if I come in?"