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...saw Alex, I thought he was called Alice. The first time I saw him with Britney. And tonight, I’ll see him with Britney again, the poor unfortunate soul. “Do any o’ ye ’ave any idea whur our ’ayley’s got to?” Nickola complains inbetween torturing the drumkit. “Do ’er know ’er’s late?” “No idea.” I shrug, nonchalantly, as if it doesn’t matter where Hayley is, although it really does. What kind of ...

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