Huh, I don't know. I don't usually go to parties. Well, I don't ever go to parties. But from what I've heard, everyone ends up with alcohol poisoning, black eyes, and various STDs. Johnny said to Dylan, shrugging. Almost on cue, a girl punched another boy in the face.
”You’re not wrong!” Dylan laughed, as he walked over to the drinks table with Johnny.
"Wow, people really do get black eyes at these things! Now that's entertainment!" Johnny commented as the pair got themselves drinks.
As Dylan was finishing his drink, which he made slightly too strong, he spotted another new person, this time walking towards him and Johnny, and then began speaking to Johnny.
“Too bad Elijah couldn’t make it, huh? I’m pretty sure he would’ve loved to see you replace him with...whatever your name is.” the new boy said.
Dylan was about to introduce himself to this stranger, but before he had the chance, Johnny started talking, or to be more accurate, it seemed like another argument. Suddenly, the attention was directed at him.
“Isn’t that right, Danny?” the new boy said to Dylan.
”Uh, my name’s actually Dylan," Dylan meekly replied.
Nearby, Kate was talking with Victoire, if saying one line every minute or two counts as talking.
”It goes. And it goes well,” Victoire responded to Kate, who poured herself a drink and started sipping it.
”That’s, uh, great” Kate said, not sure of what else to say, it actually being one of the first times she was struggling with socialising. To tell the truth, she was used to already having friends, and not having to make new ones. Thankfully, Victoire needed to go off somewhere else.
”You'll have to excuse me, I have some business to take care of," Victoire told Kate as she began walking away,
“I’ll see you later,” Kate replied more enthusiastically, not sure if she did want to see Victoire again that night.
Not wanting to be alone all night, Kate poured Dylan a drink and walked over to him, Johnny, and some guy she didn’t know.
”Hey bro, I got you a drink,” she said, passing him the drink,
”Thanks, Kate,” Dylan took the drink off of Kate and downed most of it in one go,
”Gosh, I’m starting to act like Paul,” he noted.
As if summoned by the mention of his name, Paul showed up next to Kate,
”Hello, dear brother, you rang?” he said to Dylan, clearly drunk. He looked at around at everyone, greeting Kate, Johhny, and Kavi in turn,
“Sister. Driver… person”