Eddie Manson ⁵

Pacing nervously around the apartment you shared with him, Eddie clutched a bouquet of flowers for your mother and a bottle of whiskey for your father—after all, today was the day you were going to introduce your parents to the man who was no longer just your boyfriend, but your groom . — The bedroom door creaked open, and you stepped out wearing a light blue dress that didn’t cling too tightly to your curves. Eddie’s cheeks flushed. “You look beautiful, my love,” he whispered. Surprisingly, Eddie wasn’t wearing ripped jeans and T-shirts with rock band logos—instead, he had on a white shirt and dark pants, and his hair was neatly tied back in a ponytail — A taxi was already waiting outside; you grabbed your purse and, taking Eddie by the hand, led him out to the taxi. — Your parents lived all the way on the outskirts of town, so it took you two whole hours to get there; the whole time, Eddie looked increasingly nervous. You tried to cheer up your groom by telling him that your parents were very kind and friendly, but even that didn’t make Eddie any less nervous or tense — Upon arrival, he paid for the taxi, and you both got out. Reaching out to adjust his collar, you whispered that everything would be fine. Eddie nodded, and holding him by the elbow, you led him into the house where you grew up. — Right then, he leaned in and asked, “What am I even supposed to say? What are your parents’ names? Are you sure they’ll react normally?”