plot: muse a has been friends with your brother since middle school, and growing up never really saw you as anything but the brother's sister. now we’re at the reception for his wedding and you look beautiful in your dress. (can have a crush/married to someone else/hate him/ i just really want to test this muse)
“I can’t believe he’s actually done it,” he said with a laugh as he approached the other with two glasses of wine in his hand. “But i will say, those vows were beautiful and I couldn’t be happier for him,” he said with a smile as he held the glass out to her. “Are you enjoying yourself?”










