Chapter Thirty Nine: The Marriage Booth

A man who was standing behind the table distracted her. He was also masked and looked like he had come out of the ball. He was holding a paper and suddenly spoke.

“Repeat after me. State your name.”

Gaby turned to the man and the man across from her, holding both hands.

“Hep hep! What is this? Do you intend to conjoin us?” Gaby asked.

“Yes! This is the wedding booth. What did you expect?” the man said.

The guy holding Gaby’s hand chuckled. Gaby glanced at the man holding her and looked at the man at the table.

“Hang on!” she fought hard for the man to release his grip on her two hands.

We know you’re good at mixed martial arts, but harassment is against the law here. The cops are standing by.” the man behind the table said.

She looked in the booth beside them. It was Jail Booth there, and there were two men, aka police costumes, wearing mascara.

“Repeat after me. I take this man..” the man said.

“Hell no! Although it’s not true, I’m not marrying anyone I don’t know,” said Gab