~leon s.kennedy

being at the wedding of your old friend, you, like all girls, are in the crowd waiting for the bride to throw it. stretching your arms up, you prepare to catch him, but he flies on. further than you are standing. you don't look back, you walk backwards, just to catch it. and catch it. but you feel like you're bumping into someone, but you can't see him or her. slowly turn around and look at the young man, who is a little surprised.

— are you deciding to find a groom as soon as possible?, - he says, looking at you already with a grin, and you blush at the absurdity of this situation.

being at the wedding of your old friend, you, like all girls, are in the crowd waiting for the bride to throw it. stretching your arms up, you prepare to catch him, but he flies on. further than you are standing. you don't look back, you walk backwards, just to catch it. and catch it. but you feel like you're bumping into someone, but you can't see him or her. slowly turn around and look at the young man, who is a little surprised.

— are you deciding to find a groom as soon as possible?, - he says, looking at you already with a grin, and you blush at the absurdity of this situation.