[Caroline Forbes has decided that she is foreswearing men. Clearly it's not working out well for her.
She was supposed to get married today. It was supposed to be the happiest day of her life. She actually made it to the altar, which is a miracle, but it's after that that everything went horribly wrong. For one, Katherine crashed her wedding. Expected, but still annoying. Two, her groom ran off to deal with it, and then decided to sacrifice himself for the greater good. Three, she fell through a hole in time and space and wound up in an alternate version of Chicago from her own.
She's still wrapping her head around number three, if she's honest. That required some alcohol. Fortunately, she met a very nice woman from an actual fantasy world who happened to be a queen with a dragon (she is already one of the coolest people Caroline has ever met) who was able to lead her to the nearest bar.
She probably should have changed out of her wedding dress first, but whiskey waits for no woman and it's not like she has anything to change into anyway.]
I'm sorry.
[She eventually says, a few drinks in.]
You probably didn't sign up for babysitting a drunk bride today.
[A beat.]
Wait. Widow, actually. Technically I am a widow. A bride and a widow in the same day. How depressing.
maybe og chicago? | also i couldn't get this image out of my head
She was supposed to get married today. It was supposed to be the happiest day of her life. She actually made it to the altar, which is a miracle, but it's after that that everything went horribly wrong. For one, Katherine crashed her wedding. Expected, but still annoying. Two, her groom ran off to deal with it, and then decided to sacrifice himself for the greater good. Three, she fell through a hole in time and space and wound up in an alternate version of Chicago from her own.
She's still wrapping her head around number three, if she's honest. That required some alcohol. Fortunately, she met a very nice woman from an actual fantasy world who happened to be a queen with a dragon (she is already one of the coolest people Caroline has ever met) who was able to lead her to the nearest bar.
She probably should have changed out of her wedding dress first, but whiskey waits for no woman and it's not like she has anything to change into anyway.]
I'm sorry.
[She eventually says, a few drinks in.]
You probably didn't sign up for babysitting a drunk bride today.
[A beat.]
Wait. Widow, actually. Technically I am a widow. A bride and a widow in the same day. How depressing.