Alice
Sirius wasn't hiding or sulking or doing anything that one might've expected of him lately. He was pushing out of his mind that the last time he was at a wedding, he and Laura were together in the coat room. And then things went to shit. This time things had gone to shit before hand, but Sirius Wasn't Thinking About That. He was currently stacking petits fours on his plate, ordering them by shape and color, making stacks and towers and was planning on eating his way around the stack, but he didn't want to get any chocolate on his nice pink vest, so he stuck a pink napkin in his collar and set about taking one of the petit fours off of the highest stack and popping it in his mouth.
In fact, everything was pink - Sirius was pretty sure he would win the bet that Frank was wearing pink underwear, Alice seemed to have a fondness for the color, but it wasn't like the entire area looked like a cotton candy maker had exploded, it was nice. Though, Sirius would've probably added some more greys, but it wasn't his wedding and really, it didn't matter all that much. Right now, all that mattered was finishing all of these little cake candy things.
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