"...." Slowly, Piers stands up from his seat and walks to the kitchen. He rummaged through the cabinets until he found a bottle of vodka he began chugging like it was post-workout water.

He holds up a finger as he continues gulping down the alcohol. He comes up for air. "I'm jus' tryin' to figure out why you decided t' marry him so soon?!"

.....she's marryin' a nerd.....

/plz don't yeet my acc, bird app...

//the pr0n bots are following me....i need to be more active around here

"VICTOR YOU BLOODY SNITCH-"

♡ + ↺ + 📷= Rating F: Ignore D: Hand shake C: Hug B: Date night A: Hot kiss S: Bedroom. SS: Mating press me EX: BREEDING RIGHT THIS INSTANT! S and up DM

To a select few of Galar's Trainers, Gym Leaders, and other citizens, a letter arrives late one night: You are cordially invited to the wedding of Marnie Mars and Victor Graham. RSVP so we can look forward to seeing you!

She's definitely inviting ❄️Amelia Frost❄️ ,Piers , and β 🌙 . They're free to bring their partners if they want. Just...hopes..her brother doesn't mind walking her to the altar...

Of course he'd like to walk his sister to the altar! What kind of older brother would he be if he said no?

"Hehe....'preciate it, sis." He gently ruffles her hair.

*Trying his best not to be an overemotional mess about his baby sister getting married*

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Flannery

"'M sorry, must have wax 'n me ears. Did you just talk shit about my little sister?"

"Ngh- morning...." ....it's almost sundown.

He smiled. "That's funny, I was just thinkin' of you to, poppet...."

His grin widens as he pulls her on to his lap and plants a kiss on her neckline. "Of course I was~" he practically purrs.

//testing

"................I'M GOING TO BE A /WHAT/."