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The restaurant was exactly as described, expensive and plus. Well, except for one small detail – Karaoke. The upmarket place was hilariously pretentious, apart from the karaoke booth in the corner. Lil and I were three sheets to the wind, egging on Jack as he made his way to the stage.
“ABBA!” Lily yelled at him. “Dancing Queen!”
“Like a virgin!” I screamed, laughing uproariously as he gave us both the finger.
He selected a power-ballad by Journey. Whimp.
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Published on December 18, 2017 02:28