(/chuckles and picks you up bridal style and begins marching to the right/) Right left right left right left
Aren’t I heavy? {;pouts as she leans her head on your chest} I feel like a real bride now. {;beams for a brief moment before looking down at her outfit}
I wish I was wearing a white dress then I’d be all weddingish and stuff. {;frowns at the black dress and the hot pink jacket she’s wearing, as if blaming her outfit for her current state} I feel like a funeral.
