The case was 2 years ago. We decided with the girl to legalize our relationship, and decided that the painting will be on one day, directly celebrating - in another, in connection with which no one was invited except a few friends. And dressed accordingly - I in jeans, ceds, T-shirt, girl - in a summer dress.



We sit and wait until they call. Near the entrance crowds people 20-30, with a caravan and other attributes for painting.



Our time came - we went in, 2 minutes, put the signatures and left. On the faces of a smile, waving with a marriage certificate, we are heading to the way out under the blinking eyes of waiting people. In the back flies a tragic and sad “Why can’t we do that?” Wedding and heavy breath. I just stumbled. It is a pity how it happened to him...