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[In Monday's mail for Sabriel, she'll find an envelope marked with April & Will in the upper corner, no return address. The markings from the post office all come from a small city in Puerto Rico, mentions of it being special delivery (so it gets there quickly and before they do, duh). Inside, is a pretty generic postcard and a something small and rectangular encased in soft tissue paper. The back of the postcard is topped by MARRIAGE IS HERE WISH YOU WERE WEATHER in Papyrus font, naturally. The rest of it is normal, Will's message short and sweet and written with a growing slant like he's been writing a lot and has developed a cramp, hasn't written by hand in a while, or, quite possibly, is either inebriated or in a rush.

Sabriel,
Greetings from Ponce! We took a vacation over the weekend to make it official. Hopefully everything's going well on your end, too!
- April & Will

In that little carefully constructed yet cheap case he'll find a picture from the wedding. For the more casual route they took with it, April's dress is still classy, something one would expect at a higher end cocktail party more than a wedding. Will's managed a dark suit that fits, shirt underneath a normal white. Nothing plaid or overly disastrous here, the tie is not in the shape of a fish, though it's arguably trying with the blue color. Seems they got married in some outdoorsy spot, the arch above them rooted in place, the plump, older woman officiating in just as casually nice clothing, both amused and pleased by the inclusion of Eduardo. The raccoon wears a bowtie and has perched himself above them, and this picture is Will reaching out to take the ring from a raccoon who looks like he's played the part of both father and ringbearer this round. It's clear who is going to get his face bitten off if he dares cross April, and it's clear that everyone knows it, now give him the fucking ring.

Someone is not paying attention to the Network. Sorry, Sabriel. But can he be blamed? Really? REALLY?]