Bananarama

Happy Summer!  Also, possibly "In Bruges" fanfiction?  Oops.

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Bananarama

Ray turned down the radio and looked over at Chloe, his eyes wide with unfiltered shock.  “How can you not like Bananarama?” he demanded to know, pounding the beach blanket with his balled fist.  “It’s summer, for Christ’s sake.  This is summer music.  This is fun music.”

“It’s shit,” Chloe replied, shifting on the blanket.  “Pop music!  It’s nothing.”

 “‘Cruel Summer’ is a classic,” Ray argued.  “It was in The Karate Kid.”

  

She didn’t bother to look at him, or even to lift her sunglasses.  “Merde,” Chloe pronounced, with all the gravity of a death sentence.

 Ray scowled, waiting for further rebuttal.  When he got none, he turned the music back up and sang along for all he was worth.