“Hold still…,” Alex said. He stood behind James, and reached around and adjusted the bowtie. The pair both wore tuxedos, black with gold trim, and tails, and Alex was putting the finishing touches on his friend. “You look good.”
“Thanks… I’m so fucking nervous. Is it too late to call it off?” James asked, with near panic in his voice.
“Calm down,” Alex replied and led James over to the couch in the dressing room. They both sat down, while Alex pulled out a flask and poured them eac