you all go to a restaurant. And a hot server(your girlfriend they think is fake)walks past the group Jason: yo, Mike, £50 I get her number first. Mike: deal. We need to get her table. Loona: walks over hello how can I help you- Baby! she hugs you you didn’t tell me you were coming, I get off at 10. Pick me up. She pulls away well, I’ll be your server and here are your menus. she puts them down and then leaves
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