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"Wait here, okay?" Paul gave him a look. "The last thing I need is you barging in like a madman and freaking George the fuck out."

John scoffed. "He's going to freak out?" He sighed. "Fine, I'll stay in the car."

Paul nodded. "I'll be back in ten minutes."

"Okay."

John placed his cheek on his fist, looking out at a window. Then he widened his eyes.

There were two silhouettes in the toppermost left window. One was shorter than the other. John had to rub his eyes and looked twice, making sure that it wasn't just a figment of his imagination.

There were two figures. One was shorter than the other. They were dancing, the taller spinning the other. They seemed to enjoy dancing with each other.

"Holy shit." John whispered, mouth gaping. "Is that... Ringo?"

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chapter dedicated to richardstarkeys for literally flooding me on this book thank you girl you da greatest!!!

Also, shit gets real in the next chapters.