"Do I even look good?" Razeluxe asked a friend.
"Yeah, bro. You look great! Don't worry, you handsome devil you."
"Shut up." Raze chuckled. "Well, go get ready with the others, okay?"
"Sure thing." he went out the door, but stopped. "...and congratulations...." he left.
A few minutes later, Razeluxe ended up leaving the room and spotting his very-soon-to-be wife. He smiled, though they couldn't talk just yet as they had to 'officially' get married before speaking to one another. It was bad luck after all. So, he continued towards the man waiting for them. The man wasn't any form of religious person, he was just there to say the 'do you accepts'. There was another man, but it's not like Razeluxe even really minded. Whatever made her and the parents happy, he supposed.
He felt a lot better about this than he did six weeks ago, when he first proposed to this woman who he had met not a day earlier. She turned out to be quite a girl, in his opinion. And, he probably couldn't find anybody who would disagree but....
...she looked really good in that kimono.