"Hey man, you ready?" Ronnie said as Brandon opened his hotel room door.
"Yeah, almost." Brandon said gruffly, as he returned his attention back to his reflection in the mirror. He fixed his black ribbon bow tie with his long fingers.
"You already know you're gorgeous, right?" Ronnie teased, watching his friend fix his dapper moustache.
" Yes, shame about you, Dave and Mark, you guys don't even come close." Brandon shot back full of sass.
"Oooh! The bitch is back! Looks like Sophie the snake is loosing her grip on you at last. Have you seen the TV today?" Ronnie looked at his band mate cautiously.
"Yeah, I caught the celeb news and the part when they said that both parties state the break up was due to 'work committments', what a crock of shit! But I do feel a bit relieved that it is out there and it's actually over!" Brandon said, holding Ronnie's eyes with his hazel ones " And I do feel a bit more like myself again!" He smiled.
There was a knock at the door and Dave's voice rang out, "Are you girls done making out in there?"
"Jealousy doesn't help your looks, Davey baby!" Ronnie said as Dave walked through the door way, followed by Mark, who stooped as he came into the room.
The four of them stood in the London hotel room, ready to go the Brit awards.
Brandon giggled, looking at his band. "Well, we all look pretty fucking good, for once! I have a good feeling about tonight, like it's our night."
"And with an available Brandon at the party tonight, I have a good feeling too!" Laughed Dave wickedly.
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