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Misplaced Lens Cap
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@justhughie
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Seras has never felt such a high as she is right now, that she's gotta keep it in her head that this is real and actually happening. Not just something she had been dreaming about. At the sound of music in the distance, lips are parted and she looks ahead. A smile bright as she hears the music that seems M.M's tastes. But she turns back the light bump of foreheads is all she needs right now. As he pulls away to get out, her gaze follows and she takes his hand to help herself out.
"I'd trust you with my life, Hughie." Those words are spoken truthfully, she means it. She has trust him with her life before and she would continue to do so. She walks with him once off the gondola and sees Kimiko. Best friend and sparring partner, she brightens even more seeing the other female excited. "O-Okay." She mumbles as she watches Hughie disappear, in that moment she hugs Kimiko. "Okay then, I'm getting married! Let me guess, you are going to help me get ready?" And with that, she will follow to go to wherever it is to be that she's getting ready to.
There are few in the chapel to serve as witnesses of their union. An assortment of white flowers are scattered. The scent of hydrangeas lingers heavy in the air. A small, elderly woman shifts on her creaky wooden bench, ready to play the wedding march on the antique organ. Dressed in white robes, the priest waits under the arch, bible clutched to his chest and a warm smile on his face. Standing next to a nervous groom is Dean Winchester, the best man.
Hughie is impatient and emotional. While waiting for the wedding to begin, his thoughts wonder to his father. Hugh Senior would have been quite proud to see his son getting married. A hint of expected sadness clings to Hughie's aura. He feels a hand on his shoulder and turns his head to the man. Butcher looks strange with his dark hair slicked back. He stinks of pine. Did he rub himself down with a car air freshener? Smells right.
Blue eyes back to the closed double doors, Hughie waits to see his bride. An usher nods to the priest, who immediately opens his large, tattered bible to the marked page. The organist begins to play and Hughie holds his breath.
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