Wedding — Impossible

The being—who introduced himself as Aris, Supervisor of the Celestial Logistics Department (Wedding Division)—explained. "It's not a curse, Lena. It's a schedule conflict. Every time you try to get married, a major cosmic event is booked. A solar flare. A minor apocalypse. A reality reboot. The Universe is booked solid for the next fifty years. There's literally no room for your ceremony."

"Precisely," Aris said, checking his clipboard. "The earliest opening we have for a 'Lena and Ben' union is…" He squinted. "…June 31st, 2479. Would you like to reschedule?" Wedding Impossible

After the third disaster, a tabloid crowned her "The Bride of Doom." Her wedding insurance was revoked. Her mother stopped taking her calls. And Lena, a pragmatic architect who designed event spaces for a living, made a decision: she was done with weddings. The being—who introduced himself as Aris, Supervisor of

"A wedding is the definition of getting married," Lena deadpanned. Every time you try to get married, a