[It's bad enough that a number of guests declined because of bad blood with Dorian, but this? Oh, it's more than Toby could take! Yeah, he knows this was all very, hmmm. Gunshot in many ways, barely a month of planning, sure. But it was still doable, still something they could pull off, and yet here they are not married. While it's true they could've gone through with it or simply got their papers in city hall, it just wouldn't be the same! And the fact that Toby's wanted this SO BADLY meant he couldn't help being a crazy bridezilla over the whole ordeal.
So, after this whole evening and night seemed a huge waste of time, they're finally safe at home where the steadily rising summer sun can't scorch him. Being the diva he is sometimes, Toby throws himself on the sofa and sulks until he hears Dorian's voice.]
Hm? Oh, yeah. Please, I think... [He takes a deep, long-suffering breath. And to think, it's not Dorian's fault this time.] I think I'd really like that.
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So, after this whole evening and night seemed a huge waste of time, they're finally safe at home where the steadily rising summer sun can't scorch him. Being the diva he is sometimes, Toby throws himself on the sofa and sulks until he hears Dorian's voice.]
Hm? Oh, yeah. Please, I think... [He takes a deep, long-suffering breath. And to think, it's not Dorian's fault this time.] I think I'd really like that.