SATURDAY NIGHT ∆ L.R.H

'We could go get drunk, staying up all night. Singing 'Don't stop believing till the morning light'. We can line up shots till it all goes bad, with our heads down puking in a taxi cab. When I got you here by my side, everything feels right. As long as it's me and you on Saturday night' he sang to her.

All she could do was smile at his words. Because she slightly falls in love with the boy she just met on this Saturday night.

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