Yep, and just about everybody is.

Opening the door, Zhenka is standing outside with his own case of ****. He looks to be in a good mood, other than a black eye and few random bruises. "Hey." Is all he says, while you step to the side to let him in and a couple of the other delinquents follow behind him.

Yo." Natalie walks in behind the group at a leisurely pace. It's not all that common to see her at these parties. At least ones thrown by the people you know. Still. You can't think of any real problems you have with her being here. "Guys. So, I didn't really have time to hook up the sound system yet but, I'll work on that."

Most of them just linger around the table and chat while you fiddle with electronics. "God dammit, Asuka. How long does this really take?" One of them asks while you gulp about halfway through your second can. "Fuck off. There's a right way and a wrong way to do it and-one of you could get the fucking door!" The ringing is throwing off your concentration as you adjust the obnoxiously nitpicky settings on the wireless stereo.

"Heya." You don't need to look up to know the voice belongs to Keito. You don't remember inviting him. Looking up as you finish up the annoying and redundant stereo features that only exist to make things more needlessly complicated, you can see him walk in the door with a frail looking boy follow behind. "Asuka. You know Alex."

"Yeah, sure." While you accept it externally, there are more than a few things you have to wonder. Since when did those two start hanging out? Doesn't seem like the thing to bring up right now though, so you grab a can of beer and offer it to Alex, who looks hesitant before Keito nonchalantly elbows him in the side, clearly telling him to take it.

"Keito." Zhenka gives a half hearted acknowledgement as he walks closer to you. "Zhenka. Your face looks kind of...I mean...it's not good to get into fights a bunch." Despite his attempts of mimicking something that looks like genuine concern, like always you get the sense that there's something just not quite right with the way he says it. But Zhenka pays it no mind as Keito joins the table while dragging Alex behind him. Zhenka just glances at you with his normal look.

"Some people that I met earlier might be coming over for a bit. Hope, that's cool." Zhenka's tone makes it sound odd. "It sounds like you don't really want them to show up. They did that to your face?" Zhenka gives a half nod while gulping down his drink. "Yeah. Well...not all of them. Just the one. But we're cool now though. Like...no. I don't have problems with them showing up. I'm just really getting pretty annoyed about dealing with these shitheads."

"Fine. But if they try starting something here or breaking my shit, then I will either beat the shit out of them or call the cops." The latter isn't something you look forward to doing and Zhenka seems to laugh a bit. "Yeah. Good luck with that."

All in all, no point in letting what if's put a damper on the mood. After finishing off your second drink, you still are a little behind compared to some of them who don't understand the concept of pacing. Might as well find someone to hang with before things get into high gear.