XOXO

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Sweetie?

How many hits we up to now?

We just hit a million.

Whoo!

I'm gonna kick some ass.

- I'm gonna kick some ass.

- Charlie!

Be careful or someone might kick your ass.

Charlie, do not say that.

We don't kick people's asses.

Here you go, grandma.

Hey, are there any more comments about me?

Everyone's loving your voice, mom.

Seriously.

I am so sorry about that.

I'll take it right off the bill.

Hey, dude, where are you?

At my house. What's up?

Hey, table ten said

their shawarma was overdone.

That is the third time this week.

If you do it again,

i gotta tell my dad. Okay?

No, dude, where are you exactly?

I'm obviously at my fucking house

with my mom, tariq.

Why are you being so weird?

I want you to remember where you were

the day your whole life changed.

I can't believe this is it.

Our last fest together.

Mmm. That's right.

Well, we should talk about it.

-I better keep packing.

-Hmm?

Come on.

Two more minutes, please?

Hey, you don't have to pack

everything anyway.

It's not like you're not coming back.

Mmm.

-Right?

-We need to get up.

Need to get up.

You know, lots of couples

make it through periods of long distance.

If... if they want to.

They just announced

a last-minute add to the lineup.

You're never gonna guess who it is!

All right, bae, ready to pop your rave--

oh, no.

You're not wearing that.

You look like a nun.

Okay.

You're not sick of

that fucking song yet?

No, dude, this track is tight.

It's so good.

You know what I am sick of, though?

Is this cheesy '90s shit.

No wonder we're going out of business.

You know?

You know what?

Maybe if you were more focused,

we wouldn't be going out of business.

Did we put this up or did someone sneak in

and put this up in...

I don't remember.

Yeah, I'm focusing, for sure.

I can't believe I'm going to fucking xoxo.

It's like I'm making up

for shit I did in a past life.

Dude, this is the best part right here.

This is...

This is my favorite part.

Neil, right here? So good.

I'm sorry, can you say that again?

I think I just had an aneurysm.

I said, I managed to book you a slot.

You're gonna dj at xoxo... in eight hours.

Avilo is gonna be there.

Dude, we're gonna be able

to feel the bass.

No avilo, no Martin garrix, no fest.

We're gonna take the bus,

we're gonna go right to the festival,

we're gonna drop everybody off,

then come back. That's it.

Ugh!

You're nasty, man.

I'm not nasty, dude.

I'm just trying to make money.

And I have to recount it now

because you keep talking.

Yeah!

Jesus! You think they'd make you

assemble your own setup from scratch?

I just want to be prepared.

This is xoxo,

not a party at someone's mom's house.

Dude, I got you so hooked up,

you're probably not even gonna

have to touch your stuff.

They'll have minions to do it for you.

Hey, seriously though, man...

I was able to book you

because you deserve to be there.

Once all those people hear your tracks,

it's gonna be, like, on.

They're not gonna hear my tracks.

Except for "all I ever wanted."

I'll play that last.

What?

They're not ready, tariq. You know that.

These are the rough tracks

for the record label guy.

Don't lose them.

Seriously.

Dude, I got this.

Everything's taken care of.

What's that smell?

Don't freak out,

but I just gotta make a few deliveries.

What do you mean deliveries?

My dad fired mo.

No. No.

- No, don't worry.

- Dude!

I only have to cover his lunch shift

till 2:
30, 3:00 at the latest.

Dude, how am I supposed to get there?

Where are we even going right now?

I got you a seat on this party bus, man.

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