She was aware all night of the sea of smiling faces that kept tabs on them. People could not help but smile at the couple; the weirdness of human nature to want to stare at a couple in love and grin and feel warm and gooey inside. To hold their loved one’s hands and squeeze as they reminisced what their first years together were like when young and full of lust. It was uncomfortable at first, but as the night wore on and drink infused her blood, her inhibitions faded away.
She found it easier to ignore the creepy staring and focus on having a good time as alcohol started to tilt her world, making everything a bit more sway and a lot less formal. Her vocabulary a bit on the sloppy side, Rob who never seemed to care about eyes on them, as he ran hands over his fiancée or pulled her in for p
