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Damon Albarn looked different that he had the last time Chloe had seen him in the flesh. He looked a bit more aged. More rugged. As if he drug use had kinda caught up to him. His hair was shorter. She found that ironic as usually Ewan's ended up being shorter because of a role, and Damon had his usual look. But now it was shorter.

Alex looked more or less the same. The same stupid grin. The mop like hair. The ability to start or incite a riot at any god given moment. Yeah- that was who Chloe was seeing in front of her at the moment. The same idiot.

Ewan closed his eyes for a moment before opening them and downing what was left of his drink

"Easy there McGregor, you want to be able to dance with the lovely lady tonight don't you?" Alex teases, sliding into the both, right next to him. Damon does the same, but he's chosen the spot next to Chloe.

"Don't worry about me. I can hold my fucking liquor Alex. Now how about the two of you fuck off? We're not interested in whatever shit this is."

"we just wanted to say hello, can't friends do that?" Damon says cheerfully

"Friends?" Chloe asked "I sent you a letter and tried calling multiple times. You never responded. Friends don't do that."

He waves this off "I got a new number. Maybe management didn't figure it out."

He was lying.

She knew that.

"Heard you have a kid, she here?" Ewan asks curiously

"No. Are yours here?"

Chloe shook her head no.

"Really? I thought Maxis would have your heads for not bringing them. It being a family tradition as all."

"Don't you have a rehearsal to be at?"

Alex shakes his head "we finished hours ago. thought we'd pop in for a drink instead."

Ewan was gritting his teeth, really wishing he could nip this interaction right in the bud. Finding the presence of Damon severely irritating and Alex, well he was grating everyone's nerves.

"I was thinking about the good times, like Glastonbury 1994. You were down in the barricade taking photos, I believe that's the show where I tossed you the faux lighter...Anyways, I was wondering if you'd be willing to shoot us down there again?"

She frowns "I wish I could. But I didn't bring a camera. Besides, Ewan and I really just wanted to watch from backstage this time."

He rolls his eyes "You could have one here in five seconds if you wanted."

She goes to stand up "Excuse me. I'm off to the bathroom. Be back shortly."

Chloe couldn't believe the nerve of him, even more so, she couldn't believe that she'd left Ewan alone in there with Alex and Damon. However, she was upset. And also didn't understand what the hell those two were up to. All of a sudden he wanted her to shoot them? Right. Sure. There were totally no hidden motives.

Ewan however, ordered another drink and watched as Alex and Damon sat there, as if they were twiddling their thumbs. He could see Chloe's figure through the tent. She was smoking. Not in the bathroom. That was quite sneaky of her.

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