[centre][h3]Séamus Ruaidhrí Whelan[/h3]
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Séamus was dancing around his bedroom, singing along to some music, not dressed yet, when his brother, Patrick, walked in. "You look so stupid like that."

"You look so short like that," Séamus replied smugly, happy that he was the tallest in his family by at least four inches.

"Just shut up!"

"You're not my supervisor!"

"You're so annoying! I cannot wait until you move out!" Patrick shouted, leaving the room.

Séamus finished singing the song, and then looked at his watch.w He needed to start getting ready, so he went into his wardrobe and picked out his usual clothes. Whilst putting his shirt on, he saw how pale he was, and decided that he should probably try and get a tan, before realising that that was too much effort and he would probably end up getting a sun burn instead. Séamus walked to the garage, and saw the cases of beer that his dad had bough for him. It might be illegal to drink alcohol, but that wouldn't stop him. Whilst thinking about illegal things, Séamus remembered to message John.

[centre][color=00746b]To: John[/color]
[color=007236]Hey, sexy :) You bringing any weed? Or will we just get drunk?[/color][/centre]

Séamus began packing the alcohol into the boot of his 2005 Altima, and then drove off, going slowly to make sure that the police didn't stop him. He then messaged the group.

[centre][color=007236]To: Everyone
Can't wait to get to Nessa's house! I've got beer, whiskey, among other drinks :D See you then![/color][/centre]