Sodapop loved Sandy. He really did. But between working late and taking care of his younger brother, he couldn't spend much time with her, and it caused a fight.

He couldn't drink. No one could make him, but he would sure as hell smoke and beat up anything in sight right now. At least until he had to come home so Darry wouldn't worry his head off. Getting home, he expected the gang to be there still til he realized how late it was, aside from Steve, his best friend. They were always together, so this wasn't unexpected, but glory, was he glad to see him.