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who: Ivan & Vee where: The Reception
With the ceremony over and reception in full swing Ivan was glad to be able to wean his way from Cassie as they each moved to mingle with people they much preferred the company of. Ivan of course had headed straight for the bar, planning to get decidedly fucked up in celebration and commiseration for Rasa. Not that the woman actually seemed unhappy about being married again, so perhaps it was mostly the former.
Vodka in one hand and cigarette in the other he sauntered up to the figure in red, looking her up and down as he drew close. "Couldn't wear leather so you decided on fuck me boots?" He quizzed with a smirk, taking a drag of his cigarette. "Almost like a present ready to unwrap."















