°•°Kyle Broflovski•°•

You were on your wedding day, you were going to marry the man of your dreams, a tall, white, red-haired, green-eyed, freckled guy named Kyle.
Kyle already had high hopes of marrying you, since you have been dating for 8 years
you two were a little nervous
the piano began to play as you walked towards the altar, holding your flowers and your dad's arm
you were a little nervous "what happens if everything goes wrong??" you asked yourself
Kyle noticed this and got a little worried, then extended his hand towards you to help you carry up the altar "my love..."
he leans closer
"will you..."
he takes your hand and wraps an arm around your waist.
take my hand.. with virtue?"
he looked so hopeful to marry you

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