It's 3am in London and this is what happens, I find random pictures of Andy Beirsack which I then proceed to wonder how the fuck does he look so god damn perfect but then I remind myself... He's a god and if he's not a god then he is an angel. In the wise words of Matthew Healy and George Daniel
G: Matty, your like an angel with no wings!
M: So like a person?
G: (Does a sassy hand gesture)
THANK YOU AND GOODNIGHT!!
*Drops microphone and prances off stage*
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