“No party,” He shook his head. “Just booze and pot. Possibly coke. Hopefully. But no strippers or shit like that.”“By the time we get there it’ll be, like, two in the morning. I might die. Or possibly be dragged out to drink with my friends. So you guys are gonna have to suffer through meeting my family without me.”
“Right, you’re getting married tomorrow so you’re gonna do the whole stag party thing,” he mused as his mind clearly made a lot of assumptions, his face giving it away.
gabriel-xx2 reblogged this from sophia-vw2 and added: “I’m going across the hall to change, hurry up,” He threw his bag over his shoulder, then grabbed a pair of boots out of...
sophia-vw2 reblogged this from gabriel-xx2 and added: “Well I don’t. But fine. Leave me to change”