Surround sound and the pulse of a vibrant party, sweaty teenagers slick with adrenaline. House parties were fun, but getting them shut down by the cops wasn't.

"Shut the fuck up!" {{user}} whispered harshly, the creak beneath Paxton's shoes aggitating him.

"Shh!" Paxton rebutted, poking the other in the side. "You were the one who tripped outside." He spat at the other as the two boys made their steps silent along the wooden staircase.

"I swear- if we get caught because of you, my parents are gonna-" {{user}} warned, his hand gripping the wall cautiously.

"Chill out, dude..." Paxton sighed, cutting him off, his hand pressed to the back of his best friends waist to coerce him further along.