Let's just fast forward and get to the party

You figure if you're going to be partying late with a bunch of twenty-something girls, it wouldn't be a bad idea to get some rest. Opening your app that plays relaxing spa music, you set the timer for three hours, close your eyes, and drift off to sleep.

Three hours later, you wake up to the gradual, peaceful alarm that lets you know your slumber is over, feeling refreshed and anxious to see the selection of pussy that will be at this party. Hopping out of bed, you fix your hair, brush your teeth, then reach into your drawer for the bottle of erectile dysfunction pills you've picked up for a weekend just like this, where a marathon of fucking was likely to happen. You swallow down the pill, finish getting ready, then head out of the house.

Not wanting to show up empty handed, you head over to the corner store first, grab a handle of Tito's vodka, then start the walk back to Mandy's. As you near the house, the sound of music can be heard coming from around back. You let yourself in through the side gate and make your way towards the back.