Every Friday night, the gang would meet up at their local
and claim the same four seats at the bar whenever possible, the last but one
seats at the far end. The last one was always occupied by a weird guy in the
same coat every week.
Each week was filled with laughter and jokes, and the four
of them would usually have a great time.
But one week, they wanted one last round, but no-one had
enough cash.
Then the weird guy bought his friends a round.
From then on, the five of them would meet up every Friday.
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