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“Why are they here?” Niall joined Liam and Harry in the lounge, warily eyeing Louis and Zayn.
“They wanted to come.” Harry replied defensively.
“They offered to drive.” added Liam.
“Have you forgotten what happened the last time they offered to drive the carts?” Niall glared at them. “We ended up paying for the damages when they decided to play bumper cars.”
“Actually,” Louis interjected, standing to flick Niall on the nose. “I replaced those carts with new ones.”
“Right,” Niall rolled his eyes,” ‘cause money fixes everything.”
“Apparently so - we have our own designated carts now. Tee time, lads.”