I know it's not Juke Jeudi, BUT I've had this idea floating around Discord for a WHILE and thought I'd throw it out here and see what my other friends thought!
The fic starts out in the middle of Nick's wedding vows to Julie.
"I Nick..." the pastor says
"Take you, Julie..." he repeats.
Basic jist after that? Nick and Carrie have been seeing each other behind Julie's back for months, and he chose THE MIDDLE OF THEIR WEDDING to tell her.
"No, you know what?" she says, "This is fine." She turns to Carrie. "If he's willing to cheat with you, sweet pea, he's willing to cheat on you. Don't say I didn't warn you."
She glares at them. "You two need to leave. Now."
"No, seriously. Go. And don't stop for the, 'Oh my gosh, we ran out of your wedding!' victory kiss either. You have exactly two minutes to peel out of here, because if I see either of you in the parking lot by the time I leave, I can't guarantee I won't hit you with my car."
They leave, and Julie takes herself downtown to the bar, still in her wedding dress. She gets pretty into the tequila and sees a cute blond guy down the bar from her. He reminds her just the vaguest bit of Nick (blond and blue-eyed seems to be a thing with her), moves to sit next to him, and asks him, "Do you think I'm pretty?"
He can tell she's toasted, so he plays along. "I think you're very pretty."
"Good. Wanna marry me? Because I'd really hate to waste this dress."
He laughs. "I would, but I can't lie to you, you're not quite my type."
She shrugs. "Apparently I'm not anyone's type. Otherwise, I wouldn't be sitting here getting super drunk instead of on a flight to Croatia for my honeymoon."
He holds up a hand, scared he's insulted her. "Hey, don't get me wrong. Were my situation different, you'd totally be my type. I definitely have a soft spot for long dark hair and a great tan."
Julie's still confused. "So what's the problem?"
He winces. "Um... Let's just say your chromosomes aren't paired quite right for me."
"Chromosomes..." Julie says to herself, her alcohol-fuzzed brain working overtime. Then it hits her. "Oooooooooh. You're gay."
"So it's not me you're not attracted to. It's just women in general."
"Oh. Well, at least you think I'm pretty."
"I think you're very pretty."
Eventually, Alex realizes Julie isn't sure where her car is anymore, and he can't get a hold of a Lyft or Uber (both apps are down). He can't very well leave her by herself (there are WEIRDOS out there), so he winds up taking her home with him.
She passes out on Alex's couch and doesn't remember anything after that.
In the morning, one of Alex's roommates, Luke, finds her and yells, "Alex, did you get married? To a woman??"
SO! What do we think? Worth pursuing? Lemme know!
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