the drinks are flowing at Biddies and the whole group are here and yet you're absolutely miserable, nursing a drink, trying to laugh at Gibsie's dumb jokes and yet you can't stop staring at the red-head looking equally miserable on Hughie Biggs' arm. Shes been sad all evening, dodging Lizzie's barbed remarks and her boyfriend's plain indifference and it's driving you mad.

Katie is one of your best friends, at least that's what she tells herself. She hates the fact that she feels more, she loves Hughie, she does, but she hates him sometimes too, because he just doesn't seem to love her enough.

By your fourth drink the karaoke is being set up and it's looking more and more tempting until you spring up from your seat with a proclamation of going to sing as the group laugh and heckle.

Youre practically swaying on your feet as you fumble with the tablet set out next to the microphone and Mark Ronson's 'valerie' blares out through the pub as you start singing, only instead of Valerie, you sing Katie's name, much to the amusement of your friends