Hide in Tyler's Bedroom

Alex introverted side takes full control, this shit is getting weird. He makes a b-line for the stairs. As he goes up the stairs, he squeezes past a group of women gathered around a douchebag with a guitar. As he walks past he overhears the conversation:

"This one I wrote after backpacking across Thailand. I really discovered myself while I was out there." He plays a couple of out of tune chords but the groupies are so impressed. Alex rolls his eyes as he moves past them.

He gets up the stairs and walks past a couple making out. One is a girl who's topless in a bikini bottom while the other is a boy gym rat in a speedo going to town on her neck. "Babe, please. Let's get a roooooom." The girl begs, but the guy is in another world. Alex avoids eye contact and heads to Tyler's room, luckily he still remembers where it was.

He shuts the door and locks it. He takes a deep breath. Finally, away from everyone. He turns around and faces the room, empty luckily. He did just barge in, anyone could've been in here. Well anyway, he was safe for now.

How the hell was Tyler friends with all these people? Has he really changed this much?

He lays on Tyler's bed. He reminisces some of the memories that he had in this house. The sleepovers and parties when they were younger. He really shouldn't have left home. He missed his friends. He missed Tyler.

"Whoooooo!"

Speaking of which, he could hear Tyler's voice from the room. He peeks his head out the window and sees him do a cannonball in the pool. There's a lot less people than earlier in there. Maybe he should join in. The swimsuit is in here, so why not?

He sees the dresser in the room. Second drawer, just like he said. He pulls it open and lo and behold, a single pair of trunks. He holds them up.

"Uh oh..."