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With Ryan being left in Fred's, surprisingly, capable hands Alicia had the chance to grab a couple of drinks with the girls. It hadn't taken her long to get dressed and for once she'd actually worn a dress, something she hadn't done for quite a while. There was no need to, she had no one to impress any more.

Alicia was having a good time. While Katie and Angie weren't here she felt comfortable enough among her friends, easily knocking back whatever drinks they passed to her. It wasn't often Alicia got the chance to go out, especially with this lot but she was enjoying herself. She'd even danced with a couple of blokes though each had been turned down for anything more. No matter how drunk she was she always had her son to consider in everything she did.

As she made her way off the dance floor, waving her friends away with a giggle and a shake of her head she quite literal walked into someone. She squealed softly, though she would deny that later, and grabbed on before her heels had her toppling onto her floor. "Sorry!"