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By chance:Our muses wake up in Vegas, already married and no way out of the marriage.
Head pouding body aching the elf, who currently at least looked human, lifted his head from the floor staring at the ring on his hand. Blinking slowly he looked up and over to Logan, in bed, snoring, with a matching ring. Kurt picked himself off the floor slowly swaying as he did so before looking around at the what seemed to be wedding celebration. Tail twitched and he breathed out then over to his friend. “Logan.”










