Last Night:
“Excuse me, are you with the bride or groom?” Asked a catering lady.
“Ummm… groom?” Lisa said.
“Understood, we’ll have your pumpkin soups out momentarily.” The catering lady said as she walked away.
“Pumpkin soup?” Lisa asked.
“I know right? Why couldn’t we have Steven’s Chicken Alfredo bread bowls?” A third woman said.
“Are those good?” Lisa asked.
“Good? Try five stars every year good!” The ginger ranted, “But noooooooo, wifey said that’s ‘too many carbs’, and ‘she doesn’t want any bloated bridesmaids’.”
“She’s looking suuuuper bloated though…” Lisa pointed out.
“That’s a baby bump, Lisa.” Lucy sighed as they bowls of steamy orange soup were set before them.
Lisa sniffed and made a face as the catering woman set out some drinks. “Pale ales for the ladies, and a Fuji apple sparkling lemonade for your daughter.”
“I’m two years older than her!” Lucy snipped.
The catering woman blatantly looked over Lucy and Lisa’s figures and said, “I’m sure your mother doesn’t appreciate that attitude.”
Lucy lifted the bowl of scalding soup, ready to fling it right at her as Steven’s cousin noticed a blonde at the bar giving the short brunette a death glare.
“So I’m guessing that’s your guys’ mom?” She asked a flustered Lucy.
“I’m 26!” Lucy huffed.
That’s when the three heard a cough, followed by “Don’t make a scene…” followed by a second cough.
That’s when Steven’s cousin looked over to see a grown woman squashed into a kids chair listening to Steven’s brother Micheal talking her ear off about that Pokémon DLC thing… but she was staring away without a word.
And that’s when the ginger noticed that Lucy and Lisa were staring in the same direction… as so was the blonde at the bar.
She followed their eyes over to the Baxter’s table as the catering lady doled out her mushroom garlic filet mignon and loaded sweet potato.
She completely got it now; the bride’s sister was busy stuffing her face with a sour frown as Mr Baxter started his toast.
“So I guess we’re gonna have a girl’s night with Cici?” The ginger whispered.
“A girl’s night sounds totes fun, but like, who’s Cici?” Lisa asked.
“Celeste… the bride’s sister… the girl who nearly got it cancelled because she refused to get a … date…” the ginger said as she realized they weren’t focused on Celeste at all.
The toast kinda faded in the background as she watched them watch the other half of the dinning hall.
“Maybe he really can say no….” the woman stuffed in the kids seat said as she took a big bite of chicken tender.
“Who can say no?” The ginger whispered as she looked back at the Baxter’s table.
That’s when she noticed someone slipping away from the table.
He walked over to the trash can by the mini bar, pulled something out of his pocket and chucked it in the trash.
Steven cousin mentally sighed ‘Oh, desperate singles eyeing up Cici’s bored date? That dude? That…’
The moment he turned around and opened those shimmering blue eyes flipped a switch inside her mind.
‘That smoldering hunk of man candy….’ She drooled as her eyes glowed a gentle pink.
Everything inside her screamed to go up to him… to just jump at him, wrap her legs around his, run her fingers through that fluffy black hair as she guided his hand to her-
“Alright everybody it’s time for the dance, all dates follow us to the dance floor!!!” Mrs Baxter said over the loud speakers.
“Hey Casey, come on, it’s time for the dance!” A voice called, suddenly snapping her out of it.
“Coming Mom!” Casey called as she headed to the dance floor.
“Alright, let’s roll!” Zoya said as she pulled out of the chair… and didn’t budge an inch.
“Stuck?” Lucy asked.
“… Yes.” Zoya blushed.
Lucy sighed “Come on Lisa, let’s go to the bathroom…”
“But I don’t have to pee.” Lisa said.
“For some soap, dumbo!” Lucy snipped as she dragged the taller blonde away.
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Casey was seated by her mom filming her cousin’s dance with his bride.
“Isn’t this just beautiful?” Casey’s mom sighed.
“Yeah, yeah, nice….” Casey said as her gaze gravitated towards Cici’s date sighing quietly.
Of course he was bored over there, if she was his date they’d be laughing it up, she’d sit in his lap stoking his thick dark beard as his hand copped a quick-
“What are you doing?!” Her mother snapped quietly.
Casey snapped back to reality as she realized she was squeezing her own breast right in front of her family.
The bride and groom shared a kiss as the dates gathered at the center of the room, the suave stranger and Celeste robotically bowing. Every half hearted swing, every stilted step, Casey knew that he was absolutely miserable.
They both bowed blankly… as he spun her away in a twirling tornado, and gestured his hand to Casey as the lights centered on…. her?!
Casey smiled as grabbed him by the hands, leaning into him as she twirled him around with her hips gliding along his.
Colin was taken off guard by the red head suddenly dancing with him as he tried to pull away from her. That’s when a lanky looking blonde grabbed him by the wrist and swooped him into an impromptu tango. He squirmed and pulled away as he booked it to the catering table.
“What has gotten into you?!” Casey’s mother asked aggressively.
Casey snapped back to reality as she watched her “relatives” follow a purple haired woman out the back door.
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“Hey, remember me?” Casey smiled as she looked over to Lucy and Lisa “Wait, what are you two doing here?”
“What are we doing here? What are YOU doing here?!” Lucy asked confrontationally.
“The uber Mr Baxter called for him gave the catering company his address…” She said as a big angry guy stormed out with the chair Zoya was stuck in. “So what are you doing here? And what do you mean ‘who’d he bring home THIS TIME?’”
“Oh uhhhh…. I’m…. We’re roommates!!!!” Lucy blurted out. “WHAT DOES IT MATTER?!”
“Just wondering if he’d like to go out for drinks with me?” Casey asked as she looked him over with flushed cheeks.
“He’d love too!” Zoya said as she shoved him out the door.