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forty six

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"hey, iggy, when's this shit start?" mickey asked, walking up to his brother.

"like 10 minutes. svet's still getting ready with v and nika."

"any sign of terry?"

"nope, i think we're in the clear. how you doing, ian?"

"i'm good, it looks great in here, by the way. who did all this?"

"mandy and lip did a lot of it this morning, but v helped too."

"speaking of lip and mandy, you seen 'em?"

"nah, not for awhile. i wouldn't go in any bathrooms, though, just in case."

"figured."

"iggy! it's time to start!" mandy yelled from across the hall, looking a bit more slovenly than iggy remembered.

"alright! you coming, best man?"

"yeah, shithead. there's a seat with your name on it i think. mandy told me all about the fucking seating chart all night," mickey said, pointing to the rows of chairs set up.

"okay, see you up there."

ian gathered with his family and sat in the front row for the ceremony near some of the milkoviches like colin and mickey's younger cousin, sandy, who was about 16. fiona sat next to colin, who was whispering unintelligible things in her ear that ian was glad he was not close enough to hear.

"what the fuck is up with fiona and colin?" lip asked ian under his breath.

"fuck if i know. i told him to enjoy it before jimmy comes back and sweeps her off her feet for the 100th time."

music started playing on the piano and everybody in the audience looked back to see svetlana and mandy walking up the aisle. svetlana smiled at everybody; it was obvious that this was one of the happiest moments she had ever experienced. she did not smile unless she was really happy or really drunk.

once svetlana made her way up with mandy on her arm, she removed the furry hood from her head and looked straight into iggy's eyes with the widest grin anyone in chicago had ever seen. iggy returned the favor with eye contact and a small smirk.

they said their vows and kissed. everyone clapped and cheered for the newly married couple.

mickey made his way back over to ian from the front of the hall.

"you wanna get some drinks? open bar," mickey asked.

"fuck yeah."