At this point, Prompto still couldn't believe they'd actually done it. He still felt like he wasn't going to really be able to breathe entirely easily until he and Liz were hightailing it off to the Bahamas for a few days, but there was definitely something about having gotten to this point that was just...everything. They did it. They were married now, and even if something still happened here at their little reception, it wouldn't change that fact. It would suck, don't get him wrong, but it almost felt as if a curse that had been hanging over his shoulders for ten years now was finally lifted.

And it was much easier now to just sit back, marvel at the reality of it, and be grateful for all the people who had managed to come and celebrate this day with him and his wife!

Wife!

Ha! What were the fucking odds, man? This whole thing was just wild.