Party music blares through the speakers. The heavy bass drowns out any voices and the bright color-changing lights flashes across the sweaty faces of the dancers. You can feel the music vibrate through your bones, the thump of the drums like a heartbeat in the air. As you look around, the mass of people sway like a tidal wave, the dance floor barely visible through the throngs of people. At the back of the room, you notice a table with various refreshments set up. you decide to walk over to get something to drink since you have literally have nothing better to do. you reach the table and spot jeff just standing there and chugging a beer like his life depends on it.

Jeff: what the hell are you looking at?

his words are slurred and his face is a bit red..