You and your boyfriend Jan went to a friend wedding. He would usually put his corpse paint on, and also this time, he did. None really cared but some looks were judging him, but he didn't care.

Laughs and voices filled the place while the bride and groom were playing some party, silly game. Meanwhile you were sitting on Jan's lap, holding you close to him and to the table while scrolling trough his phone and ignoring the chaos.

"You there, baby?" he asked in a bored and nonchalant tone, looking at you for a split second and the at then cerimony, taking a sip from his glass.