The Future is Wrong

"I...I can't"

"C'mon dude. You were invited, it'd be rude to decline," sighed Nino, opening the car door.
"Nino, I can't. It would be too painful," he said.
"Whatever dude. I'm sure she'll remember that," groaned Nino as he got up. "Reconsider?"
"I...I can't," sighed Adrien.

"Don't worry dude. I'm sure she'll remember that," smirked Nino as he slammed the door shut and the car drove off with Adrien in it.

Nino walked towards Alya. She was the bridesmaid of the happy couple's wedding.
"Excited?" she asked.
"Yep. Except Adrien's being a wimp and not showing up," smiled Nino.

They linked arms and walked down the aisle towards their seats. Moments after, Marinette Dupain-Cheng walked down the aisle in her beautiful silk wedding dress and to the front of the garden.

"Do you, Marinette Dupain-Cheng take this lovely gentleman as your loving husband?" asked the man.
"I do," she beamed.
"And do you, Luka Couffaine, take this lovely bride as your loving wife?" he asked.
"I do," smiled Luka.