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"Harry hurry up! We're going camping.. not to the club. Your hair looks fine" Liam stated while knocking loudly on the door.

"I haven't even started doing my hair, Liam where's my white YSL shirt?!" Harry whines while rummaging through his closet, "I wont leave without it."

"This trip should be good.." Liam mumbles quietly to himself as he begins searching for the shirt.