Sprocket POV
I was bored out of my mind. This was the third time I have been standing with my friends, watching them get their girl, and now I want one. The next wedding has to be mine. I didn't care about it until I started to feel left out, sort of. They can talk about their women and stuff like that, and I had to sit and listen, having nothing to contribute.
Having finished my task, I no longer needed to be by Skunk's side as he received his congratulations, and the two of them were swallowed up in a sea of well-wishes. I moved around looking for Skittles. She was still so very short, as far as I could see from where I was standing. I have to be at least a foot taller than her. She would be standing right in front of me, and I wouldn't see her over those heads.
Giving up, I grabbed a
