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Epilogue
Epilogue
5 years later
I made my way towards the big flat where my best friend lives with his many girlfriends. I am almost scared of walking into his expensive suite because I haven't had any good experience before since Ethan is a manwhore. At twenty three, he slept with several girls every week and often made them run away crying when he refused to see them for the second time.
Today, though it felt different, there were no girls, instead the whole band was present. Blissful music with Ethan, Oliver, Jack, Brandy and Sebastian are now one of the most famous boy bands in the city. I hardly see them because they are always on tour. The only person who always called me daily is Ethan because he liked to annoy me.
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