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Michi/Tatum
When Tatum had proposed, Michi had been entirely floored. She stared dumbfounded for about a minute before she started giggling and then came the tears. That moment had made her so profoundly happy that she didn't even know what else to do. Yes didn't seem like enough of an answer for the question being posed.

Things seemed to pick up after that. Time was moving by so quickly Michi could barely keep track of the dates. Even though it was a small wedding that they were planning, it still took up a lot of time and energy. From seating arrangements to vow writing, everything seeped away the hours in a day. And there they were. The day of the wedding. There was nothing left to do but wait, which was something Michi had never been good at.

She had paced back and forth and jostled with Hunter and Charlie but it wasn't enough. She just couldn't sit still so finally she broke down and pushing her bad luck snuck down the corridor to where she knew her soon-to-be with would be waiting for the very same moment. On the way, she plucked a fresh flower out of a vase and carried it proudly just as she did on one of their first dates; one flower for the prettiest girl she had ever seen.

She knocked gently and proceeded to push the door open. "T," she called out as she stepped into the room. Her face brightened instantly when she saw Tatum standing in the room. It was like there was nothing else in the Universe. The sky itself fell short when compared to her future wife. She felt the breath get knocked right out of her. She wasn't a girl anymore, neither one of them were. Suddenly, Michi felt very silly for bringing a silly flower.