“Ally Kat.”
“Yes?”
“It’s about the last chapter that you gave me.”
“What about it?”
“Well, it was good, but... how come it doesn’t say hardly anything about the party? I mean, we don’t even know if anyone sang happy birthday to you.”
“What? Ally, you didn’t put in the most hilarious part?”
“I’d rather not talk about it.”
“Why? What happened?”
“Absolutely nothing!”
“The reason that part of the story is scarce is because she actually can’t remember most of it.”
“Huh?”
“Basically, Cato slipped some liquor into Ally’s drink and we all learned that Ally Kat can’t even handle one sip without getting drunk.”
“Wait, what did she do?”
“Kon, don’t you dare!”
“Right after they sang happy birthday, she turned to Cato, took his hand and in the dullest voice ever, proposed to him right there.”
“You’re kidding!”
“She sang love songs the entire time that I was carrying her upstairs to bed after everyone left. Cato was laughing so hard, he could barely ask the maid to attend to her.”
“You’re dead, Kon.”
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