"Oh, come on, you gotta try the punch!" He steered you towards the punch bowl, ignoring his duties of chaperoning so he could introduce you to the wonders of Prom Punch, as he called it.

He looked to you as he poured you a cup, "Hopefully, no douche kids spiked it, but, if they did, you got a hangover cure ready 'cause we are gettin' pumped full o'this stuff!"

He thrusted the cup into your hand and grinned, glancing around at the prom. "This place is ass, wanna go bust some kids?"