You and your bride, Jane

You are Tyler Shearer and had moved to Chicago five years ago after graduating college with a software engineering degree to work for a boring insurance company. You didn't mind the job, it had offered you a steady nine to five and the ability to work from home most days. Your real goal was to reinvent yourself. Ever since you were young you had been a bit of a nerd, preferring video games to social events and you had unwittingly constructed a comfortable life around video games and a tight knit group of, all male, friends that had ranked high on World of Warcraft raiding charts but had also managed to make it through all of high school and college retaining their virginity. You loved your friends and that was exactly the reason you had to move away from them, you could still keep in touch but you needed to make big changes to your life if you wanted to ever find a wife. It would be too easy to fall back into your old habits if you stayed home.

That was five years ago. As soon as you got to the city you started a gym membership and did everything you could think of to make friends who had never even heard of experience points. The plan actually worked. You turned your pudgy body into something that, while not exactly body building level, was no longer a turn off. You made friends through a rock climbing gym, ok most of them were kind of nerdy too but at least there were plenty of women in the hobby. And most importantly of all you met Jane.

When you met her Jane was a law school student at the University of Chicago which you later learned ranked above Harvard and rivaled Stanford and Yale. In every way she was a more impressive person than you. To this day you aren't sure what she sees in you. She was second generation Chinese American and you knew that her parents were pressuring her to settle down, otherwise you think she'd have been happy just reading about obscure legal theories all day. You had sex regularly and she seemed to enjoy it but you got the impression she'd just as happily have spent the time watching a trashy procedural law show and gripe about how bad of a job all the lawyers were doing.

After you started dating weeks turned to months turned to years. She graduated Law School and joined a major hot shot legal firm and started bringing in the real money, still spending absurd hours at the office. Five months ago pressure had mounted from her parents and you finally proposed to her eager acceptance. After several months of planning, including selecting a testosterone matched libido wedding band, the beautiful ceremony was today. You pushed the unassuming little bit of metal onto her finger before your family and friends. As you leaned in to kiss her you saw something in her eyes that you didn't quite recognize.