#o;drusillaabbott

It hadn’t been him that married her, and quite frankly, he might not have done it himself. She was lovely, for sure, but he wasn’t the one that had been in love with her. Still, he wasn’t entirely sure what to do when he spotted her. Would it be weird? Possibly, but part of him was telling him he couldn’t just ignore her and walk past. So he ended up walking over, trying to figure out what to say. “Hey.” It was the first thing that came out, but he couldn’t just stop there. “You’re... Drusilla, aren’t you?”