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Time seemed to fly faster that I could even think about it, February quickly turned to March and Justin’s birthday was upon us. Of course we had a lot planned for the upcoming week, many different people wanting to see Justin and present him with gifts to celebrate. There wasn’t another show until the following night, and so the crew had put together an exclusive party at one of London’s top hotels. Originally it had been intended for just the members of the crew that Justin had seen most often, but as Alfredo and I had been put in charge of the guest list, it slowly grew to include more people that would make the event as fun as possible. I remembered the arguments that Fredo and I had gotten ourselves into with Scooter as we discussed inviting some older fans to join the party, but apart from a few hiccups, everything seemed to be in order and after a day of sightseeing and press, Justin and I had began to get ready. He was looking perfect as usual, choosing to wear a simple black t-shirt and jeans, a camel cardigan on top to keep him warm.

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