Meet the new guest.

Jeff has his arm around a blond twink. The blond appears very young and is dressed very Abercrombie with a colorful polo. Someone didn't know how to dress for a grown-up party. Jeff is beaming and welcomes you and Leo. “Jimmy, these are my really good friends.” He introduces you both to the twink.

Jimmy smiles and shakes your hand, then smiles bigger and shakes Leo's hand for longer. You predict this night is going to get even longer. You sigh and take a few swallows of your drink.

“Leo went to Springhill College. Jimmy is there, now.” Jeff is a dutiful host, promoting conversation about a shared topic of interest. For 2 of the 3 of you. Jimmy and Leo instantly start bonding over Springhill trivia and locations, despite having been there 10 years apart. As you've barely even heard of the small college outside the city, you busy yourself finishing your drink.

Jeff seems to be satisfied with integrating the new guest, and excuses himself to check on Chris and the refreshments. You're not sure why you're part of this conversation, but you try to interject and include anything relevant you think you can share from your own college experience with the other two guys. Leo is always polite, and seems as drunk as you. Jimmy seems to be tolerating your participation, obviously very interested in Leo. After a few more minutes, Leo is chuckling delightedly at just about everything Jimmy says, and Jimmy keeps touching Leo at every opportunity.

'Out!' your inner monologue declares, again. “S'cuse me,” and without waiting for acknowledgment, you head over for a refill. Chris&Jeff are chittering cheerfully when you arrive.

Chris takes your cup and fills it 2/3 full of vodka and 1/3 something else. You're not paying attention. “You look like you're still only half-drunk. Kill it.” You dutifully drink half of the mostly-vodka quickly then take a deep breath.

“Jimmy's cute, right?” Jeff asks expectantly. Jimmy is ok, you think. Kind of a generic baby-faced twink with a blond crew cut. Forgettable, but he'd do in a pinch as a bed warmer after a Last Call, if he was even old enough to get into a club...

“Yeah, he's fine,” you reply. You glance back at Jimmy, still giggling and stroking Leo's arm.

“Everything ok?” They Chris&Jeff share a quick concerned look.

“Oh, I'm fine. It's fun. Just... a lot.” You smile. “This'll help.” All 3 of you toast your respective drinks.

But, before either can actually drink, they both look over your shoulder in shock.