11.11pm, In Peligro, waiting with bated breath. At midnight, it would be Keno's birthday and, unbeknown to him, his best friends were flying in from all over Europe to celebrate with him. So us girls (and Mellis, who had arrived from Austria by that time) were sitting in Peligro, checking our phones every two minutes for news of the others' impending arrival, and drinking much too fast, in an effort to hide our excitement/nerves.
Amazingly, by midnight, everyone had arrived, songs were sung, shots were drunk and Keno couldn't stop smiling. Happy birthday big man. x
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