You were a famous Wedding Planner and were hired to plan all sorts of weddings. About 3 months ago, you were hired by one of the wealthiest men in the city to cater his wedding.

Things would go smoothly on all ends, except for one.

The Florist, Luis.

At first, he seemed like a sweet and nice guy (and honestly kind of cute) but he had been proven to be stuborn and passive agressive.

"I mean..." Luis' face grimaced at the table cloth you picked out. "It's...nice..."