Lennon
Kimmy and I arrived at the gala, and as expected, all eyes were on us. Selena had sent the snow-white tuxedo I’d initially asked her for, along with a deep navy blue one that had just a bit of a sheen to it. When the lights hit Kimmy and me when we walked in, we shone like diamonds, and I had to admit that I was happy that we’d gone our own way.
“I would ask if you read the invite, but that wasn’t even necessary, being that I know for a fact that I told you on multiple occasions about the theme for the evening. What am I to say when someone asks why my son and his friend aren’t complying with simple instructions?” My mother asked.
“Tell them to mind their own god damned business, Mother. And then tell them that Kimmy isn’t my friend; she’s my fiancé and future wife,
