The restaurant gleamed — crystal glasses, white tablecloths, city lights sparkling below. Serina booked the private room for "graduation legends." Section E cleaned up nice: Rakki in red silk, Freya elegant black, Grace shimmering gold. Felix's tie crooked, Calix smirking in a suit, Denzel sharp, Edrix tying his bowtie last minute.
Jay glowed beside me in deep blue (like you know Alys's dress for seducing drake palma but different colour and less puff), bracelet matching mine. "Fancy ulupong," she teased.
"Fancy queen," I whispered back.
Serina stood, glass raised. "To my boys. To Jay-Jay. To this unbreakable family. London awaits — conquer it."
Cheers. Clinks.
Aries passed speeches — Percy's dramatic ("I'll miss your chaos!"), Ella's teary ("Best friends forever!"), Angelo's serious ("Stay safe. Call weekly.").
Rakki grinned. "London flatmates: Me, Freya, Grace, Jay. Boys across the hall."
Felix whooped. "Boys' dorm: Felix, Calix, Denzel, Edrix, Keifer. Prank wars incoming!"
Laughter roared. Courses came — steak, seafood towers, chocolate towers for dessert.
Later, dancing started. I pulled Jay onto the floor, her head on my shoulder. "Scared?"
"Of London?" She smiled up. "With you? Never."
I spun her slow. "First flat date tomorrow. London ours."
"Forever ours."