Usually, none of them went to parties. They were socially awkward film geeks, but Tim 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 Brian. They had invited him too? Brian laughed at something they said with an easy smile.

{{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!”

Tim 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.