What just happened?

You turn to see what has surprised Chris&Jeff. Dom is holding the door open, and a parade of guys wearing green tshirts is entering the apartment. You're equally shocked and look around quickly. Every other guest is starting at the new arrivals in bewilderment.

“Fuck...” you hear Chris say over your shoulder.

“Dom asked if a couple of his friends could swing by. I said ok.” Jeff replies, incredibly unhappy about the developing situation.

You drunkenly guesstimate that there are 15-20 raucous gym queens in green tshirts spreading through the small apartment, looking for food, ****, and guys. A few of them look your way as they parade by.

Jeff makes a beeline for Dom while Chris just seethes. You glance around again, quickly and notice a few guys you know retreating into the bedroom. That may be a safe place to use as a bomb shelter. “I'm gonna...” you murmur, but Chris isn't paying attention. You take your drink and push through the crowd of guests that just doubled. Some of the new guys look pretty good as you push through, but their presence is so inappropriate for a classy low-key housewarming.

In the bedroom, you find Tyler, Leo, Jimmy, and Kevin. All but Jimmy seem somber, observing the living room through the bedroom door.

“What just happened?” You ask, incredulously.

“Someone invited the leftovers from a red/green party,” Tyler replies acidly.

“What's a red/green party?” Jimmy asks, sparing you from needing to ask.

Tyler looks down, literally and figuratively, at the young guy. “You wear a green shirt if you're single and a red shirt if you're not available.”

A small part of your mind considers that a group of guys advertising their availability just inserted themselves into your nearby surroundings, but most of your brain feels horrible for Chris&Jeff getting their party hijacked. “I think Dom invited them.”

All four guys quickly turn to you. “Really?” Tyler's expression is one of dread. “The fuck kinda maneuver is this...” he murmurs. “Dom thinks he gets to be impressive with all these guys if he can get them into a party with people on tv. They probably don't even know it's a housewarming and that they're unwelcome.”

“Uh, sorry, guys. I'm out.” Kevin downs the last couple swallows of his drink. “This really can't be my scene.” He hugs Tyler, then Leo, then you. Even though he's weird, it's really nice to be momentarily wrapped up in that huge muscular body. He shakes Jimmy's hand as they probably hadn't been introduced, yet. Jimmy looks up at Kevin with puppy eyes but stays next to Leo.

Kevin finds his coat on the bed and heads out the bedroom door with one last wave. “Good luck.”

The remaining guys all look at each other. “What are we supposed to do? Just hang out in here for the rest of the night?” Leo asks. Jimmy glances at the king size bed.

There's a sudden roar of laughter from a group of newcomers. You all look out at a circle of meaty green-clad shoulders raising their cups in a toast to something.

“No, I got this.” Tyler announces authoritatively. He pulls out his phone and heads into the bathroom, closing the door for some quiet, presumably.

You're now in Chris&Jeff's bedroom, alone with Leo, Jimmy, and your drinks. The Universe really seems to have a sense of humor. Jimmy spares you a glance. Then, another, longer glance. You notice and quickly down the rest of your cup of vodka. You figure you'll need it, no matter how this night plays out. There's a long awkward silence. Leo is watching through the bedroom door. Jimmy is looking back between you and Leo. You're wondering if you should just leave and let them have the bedroom.

“OH, MY GOD!! NO COVER AT SKYBAR! LET'S GO DANCING!!!” You suddenly hear Tyler announce from the living room, having exited the bathroom through the second door. The greenshirts cheer loudly.

“Genius,” Leo praises Tyler's social engineering skills. The three of you cautiously head out int to the living room as the crowd shuffles towards the front door.

You immediately look for the hosts. You spot Chris, who's having an energetic conversation with his drunk brother and the blond newscaster he keeps hooking up with. Jeff is by Dom, faking a smile as he watches the greenshirts leave. Tyler has a hand on Dom's arm, apparently he's decided Dom is leaving, too.