Corey’s friend

Corey waves. “What’s up Ian?”

The guy grins, “Oh, I didn’t notice you. Yeah, y’all can head right in.”

Music is blasting and people are dancing in the living room. The three of you decide to get drinks for now, each grabbing a beer before Connor suggests you do a round of shots to start out.

He pours three shots of the vodka he brought, handing one to you and one to Corey. “Bottoms up!” He yells, knocking his back. You and Corey drink yours, before cracking open your beers and walking out into the room.