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tw // underage drinking

"heck yeah! we're kinda killing it."

"damn richard, you're killing it in that suit!" i hear jack exclaim nearby. i turn to my left and see him shut his car door close. howie appears not long after from the other side.

"ugh, how did we arrive here at the same time?" kourtney mutters beside me as she exits the taxi we came here in. her disgusted expression quickly disappears once she takes in the large mansion. "oh, this is a party party."

"what did you think i was bringing you to?" i laugh, shoving my hands in my pockets. "we're dressed formally for a reason, you know."

if i'm being honest myself though, i'm getting starstrucked too. by a building. who knew that could happen?

all the lights in the mansion seem to be glowing with life and i can faintly hear upbeat music coming from the entrance.

so many unfamiliar faces continue to step out of the cars that are lining up outside the place. chaperones are helping guests everywhere, and there are even bodyguards stationed in the area.

i bet nini has been invited to tons of parties like this.

"ricky, i think we better go in before people start wondering why we're drooling over a building," kourtney says matter-of-factly. "plus, i'm so excited to stream this! everyone back home is going to be so jealous."

"exactly. can't believe you were doubting me when i first brought this event up," i remark as we begin to walk over to the entrance. looking around, i'm guessing jack and howie already went in.

"you said it out of nowhere, how else was i supposed to react?"

before we get to step inside the venue, a bodyguard stops us.

"names?"

"ricky bowen."

"kourtney greene."

the man in sunglasses types in the information on his phone and after a few moments lets us in.

there are people everywhere - in the hallways, all over the rooms - the chattering fills up the place but it's also not exactly noisy?

the upbeat music i was hearing earlier is coming from the room moving forward, but i can also make out soothing jazz music coming from a room to the left.

"i feel like i'm in a movie scene," kourtney says with a hint of nervous excitement.

"i wonder where the others are..."

"your poorly chosen friends? probably in the wild disco room," she points forward.

"yeah, you're right," i chuckle.

kourtney faces me and pats my arm. "take care of yourself, richard. i'll go left first... it'll be easier to start the stream there."

i give her two thumbs up. "you got this, mother."

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