Kelvin's POV
I can't believe I'm getting married to a crazy woman today I said to myself arranging my necktie. I was rudely interrupted by a horrible voice that squeaks like a starving frog. We can all guess the person singing.
"Here comes the bride la la la la here comes the bride," he flashed me a silly smirked as he walked into the room staring at me as he resumes vocalizing his non existed voice.
"Tony would you fucking quit irritating me it's too early to listen to your absurdity song," I snarled at him, putting on my coat.
"Relax man it's your wedding day stop uttering vulgarity at me and be happy," he declared with a wide smile as he drew a smiling face on the air. I scoffed Glaring like him.
"Why don't you marry her so you can be HAPPY," I said with the phoniest smile I can come up with. While setting my watch on my wrist.