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Mark, beside Hailey, looks a little annoyed, but doesn’t say anything.
‘So which club are we going to?’ Hailey asks, excitedly.
‘La Nova,’ Ace replies.
‘Wait. Isn’t that the club no one gets into unless you’re like rich and famous?’ She asks.
‘Something like that,’ Ace mumbles, leaning over to open the bar fridge, and popping open a bottle of champagne. He pours champagne into four flutes, and passes me the first one.
‘Thank you,’ I say, quietly, before looking out the window.
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