They were finally doing it. Finally. Finally.
Vani had proposed ages ago. Rainy had said yes. Engagement ear-cuffs commissioned, picked up, worn--check. But it had been years, and no wedding planning had gotten done, thanks to Life (tm) and Canon Events (tm) getting in the fucking way.
But now? Now, Vani and Rainy were finally visiting their first prospective wedding venue together.
Van threw his beloved black Jeep into park and killed the engine. He turned to Rainy with the light that hid deep in his golden eyes brighter than usual. Excited? You bet. Anxious? Like you wouldn't believe.
"You ready for this, babe? Here's hoping they don't run us off the property for bein' too weird, huh? I mean--they shouldn't--our money's good, but--"
Anxious as fuck, and it was easy to tell. Especially for Rainy, who knew him so well.