Oz shook his head at the statement. Out of all the friends little Mia's father had, he was fairly certain that Terry would be up amongst the top ten favourites. But the actual favourite was aiming just a little too high. 'If you say so, Lofty.'
He blushed at the compliment and finished his Butterbeer. 'We had to do something, there was a while where we just sounded awful. But we switched things up and actually practiced and now we're back sounding half decent.' Oz wasn't known for being much of a talker, but when it came to the band he could probably ramble on for at least five minutes if allowed.
Chuckling a little at the cheerfulness of his friend, despite having a hangover from hell, Oz nodded towards the door. 'Better hit the shops now in case it kicks in again with a vengeance later.'
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