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You’re single–that means you should be ready to mingle! That’s how the saying goes, right? You’ve been drinking since <span class="mu-i">before</span> the ceremony, so why do you still feel so damn wound up, huh?! Knowing that <span class="mu-r">ART BITCH</span> Sue loves so much, she probably forced him to grab, like, <span class="mu-r">ORGANIC-GLUTEN-FREE-FREE-RANGE-CRUELTY-FREE-NON-ALCOHOLIC BOOZE</span> or whatever flavor of bullshit she’s feeding him this week. And here you are <span class="mu-i">celebrating</span> her officially sinking her succubus claws into Sue!
You really oughta’ bug Syb about banishing hexes later…
Letting your spent ‘<span class="mu-i">champagne’</span> glass fall to the grass, you stomp off in the direction of the other reception guests–it’s a long shot, of course, but maybe someone there can cure you of whatever the hell it is you’re feeling?
Man, nothing exciting <span class="mu-i">ever</span> happens in <span class="mu-g">CLEARWATER…</span>
Pushing your way back into the throngs of wedding guests converging under the countless white tents along the cliffside, you spot a few promising candidates amidst the sea of sheep:
>THREE PEOPLE ABOUT YOUR AGE STAND HUDDLED IN THE CORNER OF A TENT DRINKING AND CONVERSING!
>A BOOKISH, SLIGHTLY-OLDER GUY STEALS GLANCES AT HIS CELLPHONE AS HE SLOWLY ORBITS THE RECEPTION!
>A YOUNGER GIRL… HIGH SCHOOL, MAYBE? SITS ALONE AT AN EMPTY TABLE ENGROSSED IN SOME SORT OF PORTABLE GAME CONSOLE!
>AN OLDER WOMAN WITH ROSY CHEEKS AND AN ‘OLD-TIMEY’ LOOK ABOUT HER NURSES AN UNIDENTIFIABLE DRINK IN HER HANDS!
>HOLY SHIT, IS THAT A DOG!?
<span class="mu-r">YOU KNOW HOW THIS ENDS.</span>
>WRITE-IN!
