accuser

Well, his younger sister (with whom I used to be infatuated, then I got over it, now I think I'm falling back into that infatuation) woke me up with a text this morning, inviting me to breakfast with her and her mom. Would've loved to go, but having just woken up a tad hung over and... well, hair doing a good impression of itself if I was being electrocuted, I passed. They were already at the place, so I wasn't going to make them wait the half hour to hour for me to shower, get ready and then drive over.

The good news is that I asked if everything was okay after the previous night's drama, and the response was "as good as it ever gets with this family", so that's something. I really thought I was going to have to deal with fallout for the entire week to come. I was fairly certain my friend's fiance was going to leave (no small matter - she'd have to move back to Ireland and he's already spent all of his savings on this wedding stuff), his dad would either kill himself or take it out on his mom and sister (verbally, thankfully), and my friend would go through yet another self-destructive phase where he does his best to alienate everyone he can, destroy his physical and mental health, and throw out what little money he has left.

Looks like those things aren't going to happen. So that's something. Sometime between now and next Sunday, I have to write a best man speech. It would've been easier before last night.