Reaper

She’s not really my fiancée.
I’ve known Rose forever.
Since we were kids.
She has sh*t taste in dudes.
Like that f*ckin ex of hers.
Dirtbag.
So she wants to get pretend engaged.
She thinks then, he’ll leave her alone.
Hell yeah, he will.
Except once that ring is on her finger,
I get… feelings.
Sh*t.
Now I gotta beat the old husband’s ass,
While picking out a suit,
For a wedding, I actually want.
What f*ckery is this?