Pre-Wedding Preparations: John and Ambriel
"He will be late," Ambriel repeated, a tinge of amusement in his voice. When John was done, he looked at himself in the mirror. The shirt fit him still, even after an aspiring fashionista at Kitsune had tailored it for his wings. He nodded at his reflection and then went hunting for his pants.
He zipped open the bag John had brought. "They make such a big deal of it, marrying. I mean, all you really need is someone to marry you, someone to marry and a few loved ones to bear witness. This has... Today, it has gotten quite big."
He pulled up the pants and made sure his shirt was tucked in properly. "But at the same time... Maybe it should be big? I mean, this is one of those things that should be celebrated, right?"