Usually, none of them went to parties. They were socially awkward film geeks, but Brian had been invited by {{user}}, one of his classmates in his Gen Ed classes. The townhome that was off campus vibrated with music. A mix of rap, reggaeton, and pop.

He walks in, looking around at the sea of people, lips forming a thin line in an awkward smile. He immediately looks for {{user}}, finding them with Tim. They had invited him too, though the other didn’t really look too happy to be there, he had just shown up for his friends

{{user}} waved, motioning him over so they could talk, yelling over the music to be heard. “I’m glad you came!” They smile at the both of them. “Go on, get drinks, have fun!”

Brian snorts, shaking his head at them, stepping close to avoid a gaggle of people running to the dance floor as Gasolina starts to bump over the speakers.