While you stared at the bouquet you caught earlier, you smiled to yourself until frowning upon realizing that you had come to the wedding alone. Single.

While you went through your short dilemma you were shaken by the sudden figure that sat down next to you. You looked at the guy who had a confident grin and could tell what was coming.

“You caught the bouquet, I see you’re alone, I’m alone, let’s be alone together,” he grinned, already laughing at his terrible pickup line. “I’m sorry—“