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Entry tags: | mikael harper, open, parvati patil |
WHO: Parvati Patil, Mikael Harper, and OPEN!
WHEN: Tuesday July 1st, 2002
WHERE: Bolsover Castle, Derbyshire
WHAT: The WEDDING... reception!
RATING: PG-13 in case of cursing
STATUS: OPEN/ In progress
"I do." Two words which made Parvati want to scream. For the most part her wedding had been nice and traditional, well for her culture anyways, however it seemed Mrs. Patil had spoken with Mrs. Harper and they arranged for some parts of the wedding to be normal, British vows. It annoyed Parvati, but oh well. At least the wedding was over with. She was officially Mrs. Mikael Harper. Parvati wrinkled her nose subconciously, disliking the name. Mrs. Parvati Harper. Ew. Still horrible. Parvati smiled as she finished speaking with one of Mikel's relatives, feeling the odd urge to leap off a cliff. This was supposed to be the happiest day of her life. So much for that.
Parvati smiled at her guests, realising she did not know half of them. Extended family from India. Ew. Now where was her wonderful husband? She had a few things to say to him. Deciding it would be best not to yell at her own wedding, Parvati took her place near the bright flowers, receiving the blessings of women wishing her a fertile marriage, with a fake smile. She was most definitely going to gag.