You'll stay

You know what, why not? You're in no rush to get to the party, and it might be kind of hot to see Ashley and Kate do lines off of each other's bodies.

"Why don't we move into the kitchen?" Aidan says. "I got a nice big table there."

"I thought we were supposed to do the coke off of each other," Kate says.

"Yeah, but you might need somewhere to lie down," he says.

Kate rolls her eyes and follows her dealer into the kitchen. You and Ashley follow them, but lag behind a little. "You sure you're cool with this?" you ask.

Ashley laughs. "Andrew, I appreciate the concern, but it's not a big thing. It's not like this guy is gonna be the first one to do a line off of my ass."

You can't argue with that. The two of you join Kate and Aidan in the kitchen. He's tapped out a little bit of coke onto the tip of her pointer finger, and the same amount on his own. They snort the little mound quickly, throwing their heads back and blinking. "Where do you get this stuff, Aidan?" Kate says. "It's pretty good." She crinkles her nose and sniffs again. "It's almost like there isn't any little bits of glass going up my nose," she jokes.

"Oh, look who's a fucken' comedian," Aidan says. "The dumb blonde with the big tits."

Kate scowls. She might be willing to let this creep do a line off of her, but if there's one thing you know Kate doesn't like, it's being insulted. Especially for her attractiveness. Still, she doesn't say anything. There's no use pissing off your dealer, no matter how much of a prick he is, you conclude.

"So who's first?" he asks.