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We Are the Champions

On a table near the stage of a random, red-lit live music bar in Da Nang, Vietnam, the four couldn't stop smiling. For the first time in months, the four of them were finally sat together. They sang with hands in the air, yelling at each other 'We are the championsss', laughing and smiling at being able to spend quality time with their siblings, free from work, free from family drama, free to be together.

She was so happy. The youngest of the four. Looking at her older siblings in awe, their faces clear from the red lights, and smiles spread wide undoubtedly due to the tequila shots brewing in their bellies. In that moment, she really did feel like together they were champions.