Abby smiled and walked along side her. "Me too, my arm's still a little fucked up and I'm not the painkiller type." Abby understood how she felt. "Um.. if you want a bridesmaid or something, it might be tacky of me to ask, but I figured I'd offer. Hell, I was thinking about asking you for mine if we hadn't jumped the gun."
Never had Abby had many female friends, but she counted Selene in that little group. "Plus, I'm dying to see my man in a tux."
she slung her thumbs through her belt loops. "I'm sure I could let ya borrow something."