[Stan cannot stop fidgeting. The suit jacket he's wearing is a little ostentatious and he's scared to button it (but hey, it's Something Borrowed, that's... that's a wedding thing, right?), but you'd be surprised how hard it is to find skeleton clothes that fit a guy with a good amount of meat on his bones. The bloodstains on his shirt are covered up with an improvised blue cummerbund (thank you Mabel, for teaching him how to wear one).
He's got two skeletons beside him, his twin and his very-soon-to-be wife's twin. He's technically speaking been married twice, but once was to a clockwork prospector and once was to a woman who tried to rob him blind 45 minutes later. Not to mention it's been about 48 hours since he last slept and he's bruised and beaten up and starting to panic and break out in a cold sweat, wondering if maybe they shouldn't have waited the year after all.]
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He's got two skeletons beside him, his twin and his very-soon-to-be wife's twin. He's technically speaking been married twice, but once was to a clockwork prospector and once was to a woman who tried to rob him blind 45 minutes later. Not to mention it's been about 48 hours since he last slept and he's bruised and beaten up and starting to panic and break out in a cold sweat, wondering if maybe they shouldn't have waited the year after all.]
I'm gonna pass out.
[He mumbles, barely audible.]