[He's here. The music is louder than he enjoys. And the beer in his hand is getting downed slowly. Nothing crazy. Just trying to appease the friends. Look. There he is. Though it's an exercise in futility. Going through the motions in everything but socializing. He can't do that yet. Just drinking and swaying a little bit. He misses the stares and is wholly oblivious.
Why did he agree to come? Oh. Friends. The ones that are trying to shove him toward girls sitting together.]
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Why did he agree to come? Oh. Friends. The ones that are trying to shove him toward girls sitting together.]
I'm okay. Nah. Let's leave them alone, okay?