Ian was playing games on his phone as his girlfriend Kylie was driving the car. Kylie had been friends with Belle for a few months now and they were invited to attend Belle's 21st birthday party.
Ian wasn't quite as excited. "You know she is probably going to get super drunk and throw up everywhere," Ian lamented.
Kylie shook her head. "I'm sure it will be a little crazy," she replied, "All the more reason for us to be there so she doesn't get into too much trouble."
"So basically, we are unpaid babysitters," he said as he rolled his eyes.
"At least give it a chance before you make judgments," she said.
They pulled into the driveway of the house. Several cars were parked in the yard. Ian heard someone shouting and looked up to see one guy on the roof. He had no shirt on and a large bottle in his hand. "Can I pass judgment now?" Ian asked.
Kylie ignored his question and said, "I'm going in to find Belle."
Ian got out and walked towards the house. He yelled up to the man on the roof. "What's going on my guy?" he shouted.
"I can see space from here," the man shouted down as he pointed to the night sky.
"You can see space pretty good from down here too," Ian said, "Why don't you come down here and see for yourself?"
The drunken man started to climb down the drainpipe, but the pipe broke from the side of the house, and he fell to the ground in a thud, the pipe on top of him. Ian casually walked over to the groaning drunk man. Ian shrugged his shoulders and said to himself, "He'll be fine." Ian stepped over the man and walked around to the backyard.
Dance music was blasting as people were dancing around a pool. Ian scanned the crowd and noticed Belle in a lawn chair. She was wearing a jet-black bikini that matched her obsidian hair. Even though it was night, and the area was lit with tiki torches, she was wearing sunglasses. She had two muscular guys dancing on either side of her and she was reaching towards them and feeling up their chiseled abs. "Work it for me boys!" she screamed out. The crowd cheered for her as one guy poured a bottle of some unknown alcohol down the front of his body, letting her lick it off of his abs.
"Jesus Christ," Ian said shaking his head.
Kylie had made her way through the house and stood next to Ian, her mouth agape from how crazy things were getting. "This is way too much," Kylie said, "Ian. Can you get Belle home? I'm going to try and shut down the party."
"Can't we just leave?" Ian asked, "She's old enough to make her own choices."
"I can't just leave her like this," Kylie explained, "It could only get worse from here."
Ian sighed and walked towards Belle and the two dancers. "Belle," he shouted to get her attention.
Belle waved wildly. "Hey Ian," she said.
