Matt was sitting outside on the balcony with Trevor splitting a joint and watching the others eyes roll back into their head.
There were several girls there I had never seen before, Rob had a way with women that none of us could live up to. Not that they wanted him, but more came to his call of free liquor than when the rest of us yelled it. Some other guys were there too, but none that I specifically knew. I had seen them before at other parties, part of Rob's lacrosse team I think. One stuck in my memory, that night, like every other night I had seen him, he was in an empty corner having a quiet heated argument with who I assume is his girlfriend. If they kept tradition by about two in the morning they would be making up in Rob's sisters bed. The biggest of his friends seemed to be the only ones confident enough to talk to some of the random girls there, the rest were sitting around a table playing some variation of poker involving shot glasses. One of them had an unlit cigar in his mouth and he looked like he wasn't enjoying it.
The person I was searching for finally caught my eye. Amy staring into her drink while on a couch next to one of the unknown pairs. I waved towards her and her eyes widened. She tripped while getting up, spilling her drink on the shoes of the oblivious girl next to her. I laughed a little bit too loud as she gave me a welcoming hug. “Glad you could make it!” She slowly articulated.
“Why wouldn't I?”
“Thought you might have better things to do.” She let go of her grip on my back and swallowed some more of the bright neon drink she had in her cup “You smell like smoke.”
“So I've been told tonight. Want to visit uncle Matt out there and see if him and Trevor are in a sharing mood?”
“I shouldn't.” There was a hopeful look in her eyes.
“And I shouldn't be here.” I grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards the glass door. She let loose weak and drawn out 'no's in between giggles. I slid the way outside open suddenly and both the guys outside jumped.
“Shit man! Knock first!” Matt said taking a quick puff. I snatched the inch of paper out of his hand as soon as he was done. “Ever heard of fucking asking?”
“Ever heard of being too fucked up to stop me?” Matt gave his permission with a wave of his hand and Trevor sunk farther into the lawn chair. I took a deep inhale and immediately exhaled a loud cough. Matt and Amy both howled at me.
“What a bitch!” said Matt, “Looks like you can handle those cancer sticks but can't handle a little of my miss Mary Jane!”
“Is the smell really that obvious?”
“Yes” Amy replied grabbing the joint out of my hands and giving it a quick deep puff. She attempted to blow smoke rings but ended up just looking like a fish. She passed it over to Trevor who groaned no and flicked his wrist. Matt stole it back from her and finished it up.
“So what brings you to our neck of the woods?” Matt stared at me with eyes like the devil's ass.
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