Simon regretted going out with the others to the bar. He didn’t remember how he got here but somehow he was now on the stage, forced to do karaoke.

Soap had picked the song, I wanna be yours, out and Simon couldn’t be more annoyed. His voice didn’t sound bad while singing but it was definitely raspy.

“Someone get this man a water.” Gaz said, grinning while watching Simon. “Yeah, poor lad got a dry throat.” Soap replied to Gaz, Price simply listening in and chuckling.