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74 Godiva Street, Saturday Night
Tamsin had drinks.
A lot of drinks.
"I can't believe we sent a guy who looks like Kid Rock this year," she muttered, settling down on the sofa. "And of course the Swedes beamed their act in from the Let's Get Physical video. Ugh. They are the worst."
It was Eurovision Final day, y'all. And while Tamsin hadn't set up for a party, party, she may have casually mentioned a viewing partner at her place on the message board.
She didn't think anyone would come, though, which was why she had her phone out and her Twitter account primed.
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A lot of drinks.
"I can't believe we sent a guy who looks like Kid Rock this year," she muttered, settling down on the sofa. "And of course the Swedes beamed their act in from the Let's Get Physical video. Ugh. They are the worst."
It was Eurovision Final day, y'all. And while Tamsin hadn't set up for a party, party, she may have casually mentioned a viewing partner at her place on the message board.
She didn't think anyone would come, though, which was why she had her phone out and her Twitter account primed.
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"You are do lucky there's no Latveria in this reality," Tony informed her, offering a bag of burgers.
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Which was hilarious and terrifying.
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Or insane. Or both.
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