In an ideal world, we'd all still be friends. We'd go to IOI Putrajaya and we'd dine at some restaurant before heading towards the karaoke bar. While waiting for our turn, we'd go window-shopping. Let's not forget, Mr DIY is our second home. Then we'd do something outta mind like going to Fariz Maju in Bangi at midnight to have the best Maggi Goreng Mamak in the world. We'd talk about random things until 2 am when we could barely keep our eyes open and we'd go home, listening to Olivia Rodrigo in the car and go to bed without brushing our teeth but at least we had a smashing time.
