Ask, and you shall receive.
>Me and Mia have been traveling for over 4 years now.
>Yeah, we can say that we're a couple, and Mia will even admit it this time.
>Summer is in full bloom, the trees are verdant, the breeze is strong and confident.
>We've upgraded from Mia's car to a actual motor-home with the money we scrounged up, although we still carry that hunk of scrap-metal around.
>'Anon, you really need to get that checked, no one talks that much out-loud.'
>Another punch lands in my already bruised arm, it's more loving than painful
>It is still painful though
>Ow.
>We've moved miles away from Volcadera, nothing else for us there.
>We did make a stop at Rock Bottom, so my family could meet Mia
>Their reactions were...positive, I think.
>Our current location is somewhere out in the country side, farms and forest stretch out, basking in the orange sun
>Gas is running low, so we decide to stop and re-fill
>We see a small, quaint little town, couldn't be more than 100 people living in it.
>The car comes to a halt, but we're far from the gas station.
>'hold on, there is something we need to do first.'
>Mia and I hop out of our home.
>There is a rustic church next to where we parked, it's not anything grandiose, but it looks cozy
>Empty, though.
>"What are you planning, Mia?"
>'Secret.'
>She roughly grasps my hand, bringing me up the steps.
>The building's internal structure is made out of wood, yellow light pushing through the glass windows.
>There is a compsoganthus, wearing a priest's robe, flicking through the bible, humming to himself
>'HEY!'
>the poor grandpa almost has a heart attack, dropping the book to the floor.
>'U-uh...yes?'
>'Me and my boyfriend want to get married, can you do the ceremony thing real quick?'
>'W-what?!?'
>I'm as shocked as he is
>The priest looks too terrified to refuse, he quickly starts setting everything up...
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