Grizzy, Puffer, Droid, and Pezzy were hanging out, recording another episode of their podcast. The conversation had somehow drifted into weddings.

“I think I’d be nervous to get like…” Grizzy started, trailing off for a second. “I don’t know, it’s just such a vulnerable moment.”

“Oh, yeah, for sure,” Droid chimed in immediately, nodding.

“For everyone involved too, not just the bride and groom,” Grizzy continued. “Like, getting married? That’s a huge moment.”

“Is it though?” Pezzy asked, tilting his head.

“Oh, absolutely,” Grizzy said. “Especially when they start doing the vows and shit. It’s, like, two people being super real with each other, super emotional, and then—bam—you've got a whole crowd just...watching.”

“Everyone,” Pezzy agreed, a little more thoughtfully this time.

“Yeah,” Droid said. “You’re literally witnessing this crazy intimate moment and you’re just sitting there like, ‘damn, this is intense,’ while trying not to cry into your little plate of hors d'oeuvres.”

“That’s why I don’t want a big-ass wedding,” Pezzy said, laughing a little. “Like, I’m not inviting half the damn planet to see that. Just people I actually want there.”

“Same,” Grizzy said, nodding. “I want it to feel personal, you know? Like, not a whole convention.”

“I mean, I’ve got a big family,” Puffer added, chuckling. “But I’d probably just invite the mains. The ride-or-dies.”

“Yeah, honestly,” Droid said. “I had a big family. But, you know…over time, people showed their true colors. Some of ‘em got cut off. So, it’s a lot smaller now.”

“That’s real,” Grizzy said, leaning back in his chair.

“My mom’s definitely gonna be the one trying to make me invite everybody and their neighbor though,” Pezzy said, rolling his eyes. “‘You have to invite your great-aunt’s cousin’s dog’s babysitter!’ Nah. I’m good.”