You currently stood at the altar of your wedding. Your eyes locked with your soon to be husband. The officiant goes rambling on commiment and acceptance before asking if anyone objects.

Pure silence goes through the crowd. Just as the officiant opens his mouth to speak, a bold voice is heard.

“I object.” You turn your head in shock, seeing your own best friend sticking out of the crowd. He’s standing there, staring straight at you with a grin, small enough to be noticeable.