@Lady Hestia@ChrisD97@Kautalya@Overlord24

Zack went to the address that had been listed in his letter of acceptance. He had applied for the experiment because he was ready to be married. He had tried every other way he could think of to find the right person but none of his relationships had worked out. It was clear that he needed help if he was going to find the right person. He decided to give these experts a try. Since they were relationship experts they might do a better job then he had alone.

Andrea signed as she leaned against one of the pillars of the building, She held a letter of acceptance in her hand as she waited for the doors to open. She had thought it would be interesting to try out the experiment to see if it would work. She tucked some strands of hair behind her ear as she waited for the relationship experts to show up.

Nicolette fiddled with the corner of her own letter. Her heart charged at its top speed to power the manic brain that screamed a thousand questions; what would he look like? What was she thinking? What if it didn't work out? What if even this didn't work? What if nothing worked? She bit down on her lip. She was absolutely insane to put so much faith in a group of people she didn't know, who may or may not be certified in whatever it is that the relationship field is called. "Too late now," she murmured under her breath to herself. The complex in front of her was so large that she didn't even want to attempt finding others. Hopefully, someone would come to her.

MK

Avary walked out of the shadowy alley, not because he's a creep, because he likes to make an entrance. He fingered his letter of acceptance, he'd tried everything, but no one likes a shadowy antisocial person who doesn't like most people. So he'd signed up for this. Pray to God it works.

Violet:

I study the large building, 'I need to get over this fear, they won't give me a person like him, I can do this' I tell myself, holding my acceptance letter tightly in my hand, causing it to wrinkle. I silently wonder who they'll set me up with. I walk closer to the building, trying to figure out where I'm supposed to go.

The door opened and the experts stepped out. They looked around. "Welcome I am Dr. Patricia Pepper. I am the sex therapist. I will be meeting with each of you later. If you have questions before the ceremony. Please ask. Woman we would like you to head to the right. Men you head to the left. We will start the preparationsfor your big day." the doctor opened the door and indicated for them to enter

Nicolette shuffled to the right shyly, sneaking glances at the men. Examining their faces, reading their emotions through their eyes, only heightened her anxiety, and she wrung her hands together. Finally, as the doctor opened the door, she proceeded through the door with trembling legs and saucer-sized eyes. There was no going back now, after all. And, she reasoned with herself, if the one they suggest isn't right, there's no harm done. The six weeks pass and we go on with our lives. Still, she couldn't convince herself to relax, no matter how hard she tried.

Andrea raised a eyebrow before nodding her head. It was a experiment after all, so they be pushed together yet. The scientists probably wanted to see what they are like before they meet each other to make sure we are compatible or something. She calmly walked to the door on the right, and proceeded to enter the open doorway.

Zack made his way into the building. He studied the woman. He wondered what which of them he had been paired with. He was trusting the experts to find the right woman for him. He had never put much thought into what his future wife would look like. He was more worried about their personalities meshing. He was pretty easy going and would over look a lot of things to make this relationship work.

Nicolette seated herself in the room. She picked a seat on the end of the row, not wanting to associate too closely with the other girls due to fear and anxiety. She knew she'd say something ridiculously stupid if she was offered the chance, anyway. And so it begins, she finally thought as the door closed behind the three females.

Avary walked into the room, and took a seat in the shadows. He observed the women, wondering who he'd be paired up with. They are all good looking, but looks don't mean anything personality-wise or how they act.

@MushyKetchup@wolfgirl8225@Lady Hestia
"Go ahead and get changed. I will get the men and the guess settled. If you need anything just message me."Dr. Pepper announced. She showed each girl a changing room and made sure that they had her number. Each room would have a hair and makeup stylist for the girls to use if they wished to do so. This was a big day for them. It was one they would always remember. Hopefully in a good way.

And there Nicolette was. Dripping in ivory lace and iridescent pearls, from the curls in her hair to the train trailing behind her feet. What a dress it was! Too bad she couldn't savour its grandeur. She eyed the bouquet anxiously and began to wonder if "love at first sight" truly existed. Perhaps she would find out once she made her first steps down the aisle. Which of the three men would it be? she asked herself. None of them looking particularly disgusting, thankfully enough, but she didn't notice any particularly outstanding qualities in any of them, except that two had a 'lumberjack' vibe to them and the other could have been a character straight from an anime.

Her train of thought was abruptly interrupted by the loud tones of the organ. The tiny crowd of psychologists, friends, and family rose to their feet, heads tilted to the doorway where she was to appear. With one graceful, sweeping motion, she pressed the doors open, allowed herself her first few steps inside, and stared wide-eyed at her future spouse.

Avary.

Andrea took a deep breath as she look at herself in the mirror, She was wearing White Lace & Satin Wedding Dress. She had on white heels and head band that keep her curled hair out of her face. She was a little nervous to open the door. Taking one more deep breath, she turned toward the door.
She knew on the other side of the door would be her future spouse, and a crowd of psychologists, friends, and family to see her and her soon to be husband get married. She looked down at the ground as she pushed the doors open and walked down the aisle. As soon as a pair of black dress shoes appeared into view, She looked up and found herself staring into her soon to be husband's eyes.

@Lady Hestia
Zack turned as the music started. It was time. He could hardly wait to see his bride. He didn't care that he had to live on an island for a year. He just wanted to be in a relationship. One that had a good chance of succeeding. He wanted to have a family and this seemed like the only way he could accomplish this. He hoped she was willing to give this her all the way he was willing to give her his all. He smiled when he saw a beautiful woman enter the room.

Avary got all dressed up in a suit. Not something he did everyday. He looked at the girls, but like he said before, appearance doesn't matter. He looked at the assembled famiky members and friends and waited to see who his wife would be.
Hopefully this worked out, Avary was tired of being alone. He wanted to have something. He saw the doors swing open, and his soon to be wife walked in. Nicolette.

@KatherinWinter
Andrea smiles at the handsome man standing in front of her. She softly whispers "Hello..." to greet the man, who would soon be her husband. She nervously squeezed her bouquet of white lilies as she waited for the ceremony to start. Her gaze wandered to the faces of her family, before moving back to her soon to be husband's face.

@wolfgirl8225
Griffin looked around as he followed the others. He wasn't looking forward to deal with the crowds that came with weddings. But it was what he had to do to be part of the experiment. He thought the experiment might be the only way to get a girl to deal with him. He wasn't the easiest man to love.

Once he had changed into his suit he took his place at the front of the room. He stood by the minister and waited for his bride to arrive. This would be the start of a new life for him.

Right.

Left.

Right.

Left.

Keep walking, Nicky, her brain demanded firmly. Don't run away. Don't look at the man too closely. Don't examine the audience. And above all, don't acknowledge the fact that you can already feel he won't be The One. Just keep walking. Keep walking.

So she did. Her fingers hung so tightly onto the bouquet, one of the flowers snapped off and fell to the ground. The shoes that held her fragile frame wobbled and wavered. But she kept walking, as she promised herself she would when this time arrived, and finally, she was at his side. A speaker began to drone on, and she quickly zoned out, eyes firmly directed at her flowers.