Kamryn skipped into the house and grinned at Rickey before making her way through the people to where the beer was. She opened up a couple cans and handed one over. It wasn't their first party like this. College parties like this seemed to have an abundance of the stuff.
"Ready for this?" she asked, taking a large gulp. The first drink was always the hardest, the foul taste in her mouth followed by an even worse after taste. She quickly chased the first drink with a second. She hated beer but never acted like it was a problem. After the first beer, it usually never was a problem.
Around them, people danced to the music from the other room, while others were simply talking, and some were even making out in corners, obviously already having partaken many of the beverages and found the first person they could.