‘Oh no, the ceremony!’
I jumped naked out of the tiny single bed I was squashed into with a naked man named Rory*, and ran to the bathroom.
In the distance, I could hear the faint sounds of people gathering.
‘The wedding!’ I ran back in the room and yelled at Rory who was in a frozen state of confusion and shock, before grabbing my dress and leaping back into the bathroom.
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