That awkward moment when you're mistaken as the youth pastor's wife. What's even more awkward is, while he was engaged, I was mistaken for his fiance, too.
In my defense, he's only 4 years older than me, and I can look older than my age. (He's more like my weird and obnoxious big brother that I didn't want, but I got anyways, but he's cool so it's all good.
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The good thing about it is, both he and his wife and I all had a good laugh about all of this. 'Cuz we're tight like that.