"This is London. There's tons of stuff we could do." Pyxis suggested, smiling as she poked Dudley in the stomach, watching him jiggle. "We could go to a pub and watch the football match tonight, if you want. It usually gets loud and mental in there. We can hit on boys. Or girls. Whatever your preference."
Rooney glanced down at his hands for a moment and shrugged. "Eat your fucking breakfast." He told him, standing up and walking over to the closet to find clothes.
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