“We need to talk!”
“About WHAT?!”
“Listen, I’m sorry how things ended between us, but you need to stop kicking my trashcan. My maid is getting really fed up and it’s just super gross.”
“Hmpf.”
“Would you at least think about it?”
“Fine. Maybe.”
“Fuck you, Cassandra!”
Cassandra drops by to steal the newspaper and kick over the trashcan. Constantly. Even the leader of the pack is annoyed by her behaviour.
“You know, maybe it’s for the best, darling. He wasn’t the right one for you. There are so many other men out there that would treat you so much better!”
“I don’t want another man, Dad. I want Don!”
“Of course. Great.”
Needless to say, the wedding is cancelled.
The wedding guests arrive.
Darren seems a bit frantic to tell Cassandra about something Don allegedly did, but Cassandra doesn’t want to hear anything about it. Not today.
It’s her wedding day, after all.
Wedding day preparations. Dina comes over early to help. She’s kind of the unofficial wedding planner.
At the Goth Manor, Cassandra and Don inspect the placeholder wedding decorations (her aunt Dina insisted on using them to get “a feeling” since the real ones won’t be delivered until tomorrow morning). Don stays a few more hours, while Mortimer broods over his future son-in-law. He wishes Bella was there, she was so much better at judging people’s intentions than him.
Darren finishes his portrait and gifts it to his muse.
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