*Kryzen*

Roy and I stood in the middle of the living room, waiting for Briella to finish getting ready. I straightened the cuffs on my suit jacket, trying to mask my impatience.

“Women really do take forever to get ready,” I grumbled.

Roy was fixing his collar and glanced over with an amused gleam in his eye. “I suppose that makes sense since their outfits do generally seem more complicated than ours.”

I turned to face him, raising an eyebrow. ...