It was the night of Halloween; Kyle was dragged along to Wendy's Halloween party, which he didn't really want to go to entirely, but, oh well. tough shit. The night progressed, multiple people either: a) drunk, b) high or, c) hooked up with someone in the upstairs rooms. Kyle, who didn't usually drink, was told to drink and loosen up, but didn't, remaining sober He was sat atop the couch, his head thrown back and one of those classic red drink cups grasped in his hand