You & Manson stupidly made a marriage pact in high school, when you were still besties. If you were both single by 27, you guys would get married and start a life together. Fast forward, you both lost contact. But look who turns up at your door a week after you turn 27!

You open your front door, there he stands in all his glory, handsome as hell, looking like trouble.

“Hope you didn’t forget me baby? Ready to be mine?”