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and drunkards making out on the couch. There was nothing out of the ordinary.
     
    “ Whew, I don’t think Evan’s here. But Wayne, I believe a favorite girl of yours is out on the dance floor,” Lexie said, slightly nodding in the direction of the living room. As I glanced over to a ferocious pack of dancers, I noticed Hayley was one of them. God, why did she have to be here?
     
    “ What a delight you are, Lex,” I said, averting my eyes. “What would I do without you?”
     
    “ Oh, I was just kidding, that girl’s a dirty slut if I ever saw one. You are so much better off without her.” I smiled meekly, not wanting to continue discussing the matter.
     
    “ I mean, really she’s a fool for wanting to date Brent. The man has no fashion sense whatsoever. He literally wears the same three sweatshirts. It’s so gross. Really, it disgusts me that we were ever friends with him.”
     
    I appreciated Lexie’s support, but I couldn’t bring myself to discuss Hayley’s relationship with Brent.
     
    “ Thank you for that sentiment,” I said, moving my eyes away from the living room dance party. “If you were a true friend you would grab me a beer so I can drown my sorrows.”
     
    “ When is alcohol the answer?”
     
    “ When is it not?”
     
    “ Fair enough,” Lexie said, as she turned her head around , hoping to locate the keg. “I’ll try to find us some beer. Can you survive a few moments without me?”
     
    “ It will be difficult, but I can certainly try,” I said wryly. Lexie gave me a quick wink as she headed toward the kitchen, leaving me to fend for myself.
     
    I scanned the room looking for the host. Regardless of Lexie’s statement, I did at least want to greet Brent, since I would soon be consuming his beer. It was the least I could do. I hadn’t seen him in a year, aside from our two weeks of classes, but you know how it is in class. You can’t really have conversations aside from the typical, “So how’d you do on the homework?” I owed it to him to be polite and friendly. Sure, he may be dating my ex, but I couldn’t hold it against him. Hayley was attractive, Brent was a womanizer , and if you throw in the Eiffel Tower with a few romantic French words then a relationship was bound to arise.
     
    Rumor had it that Brent got together with Hayley before he dumped his long-time girlfriend Cindy over Skype. Cindy lived with Scott’s girlfriend, Samantha, so we ran into each other on campus every now and again. She was a doll. The poor girl was crushed when Brent ended it. Scott and Samantha still disliked Brent due to his man whore ways, which was why they declined to come when I offered them an invitation to this festivity.
     
    I checked the living room and the kitchen once again , but Brent wasn’t around. Rather peculiar since this was his party. I decided to head over to the bathroom. Brent may have had too much to drink, and if he wasn’t in there at least I could relieve myself.
     
    I found the hallway with little effort and proceeded to begin my search for a bathroom. There were two adjacent doors at the end of the hallway. Surely a bathroom would be behind one.
     
    As I approached the doors, Brent came out of one, wiping what looked like blood from his nose. He turned in my direction and a smile quickly formed on his face.
     
    “ Wayne, my brother! So glad you made it,” he said, giving me a panda bear size hug. His eyes were bloodshot and he reeked of alcohol. No doubt, he was feeling good this evening.
     
    “ Yeah , man ! You think I would have missed your party? No way!” I said, trying to match his level of enthusiasm.
     
    “ Glad to hear it, bro. It feels like we never hang anymore.”
     
    “ Well, I’m here now . Let’s hang.”
     
    “ Come on then, I’ll show you where the magic happens.”
     
    The room across from the bathroom was Brent’s and as he guided me in, I couldn’t help but think that his room looked essentially the same as it had when