At that point I'd just casually walk home. I could hide out in any yard of my choosing and emerge safely onto another street. I could get myself over the fence without too much trouble. Since I practically grew up in this neighborhood, I know the network of backyards pretty well. I'd probably get charged with underage drinking. For just a second I imagine the fallout if someone were to call the cops on us. The music is just softly bleeding out onto the lawn. A bunch of people have sort of migrated outside, so we go back out there. Lexie and I go into the kitchen and she makes herself another drink, and I get myself another cup of beer. I don't care about having my story straight anymore. If he tells her we were talking, that's fine. They ask me if I've seen Thomas and I tell them no. Someone turned down the music and not as many people are dancing. I join back up with Lexie and Madison and some of the other people they're talking with. I can hear him just pissing away in the toilet. He goes into his dad's bathroom and leaves the door open.
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