Its like a rooster with a sore throat.

As the night continued the once lit-up private room was now dimly lit, with colourful neon strobing lights casting a surreal glow on everything including the cake that had almost been devoured completely.

The air was filled with the sound of drunken karaoke and raucous laughter as the group of friends sang off-key to their favourite songs.

After Ah Cy and Wei Qi ruined their ears, Bo Ailun turned to Qie Xieling who was sitting with his feet up resting on Luo Muchen's lap. "Lin Lin, can you go up and sing? After that raucous I need your voice to heal my poor ears," he said and Qie Xieling didn't even think twice.

"I heard that. My singing is not that bad," complained Ah Cy.

"If you hear Qie Xieling sing you will understand what I mean," replied Bo Ailun.

Qie Xieling beckoned Bi Yu over to sing with him. "I can't sing the girl part. I will butcher it," he said and Lee Ya couldn't help but complain,

"What about me? I can sing the girl part?"