@lunagiraldo: I think I have a crush on Tom Holland lol
↳@tomholland1996: We've been dating for months, I'd be concerned if you didn't
( Poorly written and not edited, read at your own risk) )
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It's been years coming.
After a year of falling asleep on magazines and boring everyone with the topic of choosing a center piece, the day has fallen upon them.
It could possibly be called the most important day of her entire life until she has kids. It was a monumental thing to be getting married. Today was the day she officially allowed herself to be with one man for the rest of her life, because there was no way in hell she was getting a divorce.
She should be reflecting on her past, thinking back to all the memories that led up to this moment. All the ex boyfriends and ex girlfriends that were just test cases leading up to the perfect man for her. All the times an obstacle was thrown in their way to try to prevent this day from ever happening. All the moments that made them fall the slightest bit more in love with one another.
She should be doing that.
Luna held out her hand for another tissue, tears streaming wildly down her cheeks. Mia was sitting a few feet away cradling her own tissue box, while Liz was busy supplying Luna with her tissues. The hair stylist continued to sigh with each sniffle that escape Luna, the tissue dabbing at her eyes.
She was filled with so many emotions, she didn't know how to control them anymore. So now she sat sobbing, constantly having her head pulled back by the stylist attempting to curl her hair. She was just too happy. Too happy to contain herself that the only thing she could do to express herself was cry.
And Liz Barns was growing sick of it. She could understand shedding a tear or two, this was her wedding, it was an emotional day. But Luna Giraldo looked like she just watched Titanic for the first time and didn't guess the very predictable ending. Not only that, but she cried knowing Mia would start crying too. Mia had no real reason to be crying, she was just a bridesmaid, what the hell did she have to be emotional about?
"The box is empty," Liz muttered, tossing the empty cardboard box into the trash. She threw herself down onto the couch, watching as the clock ticked closer and closer to two o'clock.
Luna sniffled, fanning her eyes. "I suppose that's a sign I should stop." Liz used a nearby towel to wipe Luna's face clean, Luna smiling gratefully at her when she pulled back. Liz smiled slightly at her friend before turning to Mia, wiping the girl's face as well. They were hours away from the ceremony, but with so many girls needing tending to, they needed to get Luna ready as soon as possible.
It wasn't long until Luna's room was filled with girls, all of them chatting while Luna attempted to stay still as her makeup was getting done. It only dawned on her that this was happening when she was suddenly surrounded by five girls, each of them wearing a pink dress, and similar hairstyles. Her mom was fixing Elena's dress, the young girl holding her basket of flower pedals close to her.
