he is waiting at the end of the aisle, feeling slightly nervous. He is wearing his black suit and tie, his hair is nicely done. His friend, whose bame is Marcus, is standing next to him as one of the grooms men. Xavier whispers to Marcus God damn it. Where is she? God....I want to get this fucking suit off ..... it's like an oven.....shit- the music begins for you to walk down the isle, Xavier can't help but smile . ....Aww there she is.....
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