Sitting in the room. You glare down. Talking your foot nervously. Rethinking your decision.

"... I-I don't know if I chose right! I'm getting... Married. But I don't know if I want to marry this chick, Zip!" You said, Looking to your best man.

You just put your face back into your hands. And shake your head. Groaning in frustration as you rub your face into your hands.

"... But! You've been hyping this whole thing up! How can you not be sure?!"

You just roll your head to the side. "More like her, I just wanted. Something small. Like... Close friends, close family. Not... All this! It's more of her idea. Like... These two years with her have been just so... fast. I don't... Even remember anything with her."

You look back to Zip. Looking up through your tearful eyes.

"I don't think I can do this..."

Zip just nervously looks around. "... Are you sure? Maybe it's that stress you get before marriage... Second guessing?"