Chapter 46 - Cha Cha Cha

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When I said the night just began, I wasn't exaggerating. My path led me to the kitchen island of Aggu's apartment. Random cups barely left any room for making drinks so I scooted them over.

Myron approached me with a pure smile. The Baco on the counter was almost done as I offered one to her as well: "Hello there, do you want something? I'll happily serve."
"Oh no thanks, I can't drink", she replied simply.

Her tone was a little suspicious to me. I tilted my head in doubt. Myron had never refused a drink before, at least not from me. My mind was slower than my speech.

"Why can't you dri- Oh my god!", I gasped and looked at her to confirm my guess,"Are you pregnant?!"

She nodded frenziedly as I threw my arms around her shoulders, jumping in my spot.
I pouted: "Are you serious? That's beautiful, Myron. Congrats!" She thanked me.
"I'm a tad scared I can't lie."
"That's normal. Trust me, you'll the best mother", I tried to clear her head full of worries.

I bombarded her with questions about her expected child and her feelings about it. The way she spoke so positively about her future and looked like the happiest woman, put my baby fever on another level.

It had been out there since Joost and I visited Sanne. Never once did I deny it. The only thing keeping me from doing something about my baby fever, was my age, my career and also how Joost in actual fact thought about it which had me in the dark.

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"Lenny! This is our jam", Ellie and Alanis waved me over to the middle of the room.
They put on 'Cha Cha Cha' by Käärijä.

My two best friends forced me to watch this year's Eurovision not too long ago. I couldn't watch it without sobbing about the breakup I was facing at the time. I missed out on it while it was still going but agreed that Käärijä got robbed. Nothing against Loreen.

My favourite was Joker Out though. I always felt like the indie rock genre was underrepresented in Eurovision, also one of the reasons I'd agreed to compete. Slovenian wasn't a language I was familiar with, yet it sounded awfully good.

Ellie had switched to her ESC bangers playlist. It went all the way back to the 60s. We danced until our feet hurt and we ran out of breath. Safe to say the night was enjoyable for us.

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