Wedding haters!

"Yeahhhh! Got to attend a wedding!"

She made a similar face back at him, after listening to his words. "You sound like it is some sort of a severe punishment for you! You are not going to a prison dude."

"Well, if a prison punishment could last just for the weekend, then this wedding would qualify to be one. Well, yes that is another fact that a prison has to be in a nice, comfortable hotel. But yeah, even then."

Stella looked around at the dimly lit elevator, making a straight face. "Well, it is not really so nice and comfortable right now! Anyways what is so sad and terrible about this wedding?"

The boy raised both his hands in the air, looking at them. "Ok then, let me count the points!" He then help up his one finger. " First- The wedding is of my ex-girlfriend's."

"Ouch!" Stella clutched her hands together as if in pain. She had been in the same spot. She very well knew, an ex's wedding was a very difficult and challanging place to be in, even under smooth circumstances.