needsaparrot | Private Beach, Neptune, California, Sunset on Saturday, 8/16

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Nobody much cares where you sit, since it's not like there's a bride's side, or like Xander and Bridge don't share all the same friends, but the green fabric deck chairs are separated by a white runner anyway.

Lit on either side by softly-muted glow-balls, it leads down to a chupah that's -- contain your shock -- just as green.

In fact, it looks pretty much like this:

Xander is totally the bride.

Welcome to the Carson-Harris wedding.

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[OOC: Up supersuper early so guests and wedding party members can SP and I can craaaaaaaaash. Ceremony will be added in later in the day, and the inevitable followup post will follow. As they do.]

Current Mood: o.O

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cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

Cameron considered it for a moment. "I'll see what I can do," he allowed. "So should I be expecting an invite to one of these soon?"

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oatmanspatient.livejournal.com

Marty faltered a second or too. "I don't know. I asked her and she turned me down. I want to ask her but I don't want her to think it's just because of the kid and..."

He sighed. "It's just messed up. Y'know?"

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cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

"Nah, that makes sense," he said gently. "Just give it time until it feels right."

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oatmanspatient.livejournal.com

"Well. The kid feels right. Most of the time," Marty admitted. "So... right start. I think."

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cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

"I think so," Cameron agreed. "It's still weird thinking you're going to be a father."

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oatmanspatient.livejournal.com

Marty sighed. "Yep. And when people tell me that I get thinking weird about it too."

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cameronmitchell.livejournal.com

"It's practise," Cameron said quickly, trying not to feel too badly about it. "There's going to be a moment where it's not going to feel weird and it will mean that you're ready."