There was a DJ spinning records between the table of sushi and table of booze. He wasn’t so loud that we couldn’t have conversations.
My girlfriend went into the kitchen to look for a cup and came back saying there was a lot of craziness in there. I asked her what, and she replied, “I saw bodies being lifted up. And then I saw some clothes going up in the air. It was packed. I just turned around and walked back out. I think most of them were really drunk.”
About 15 minutes later, we decided to leave. Nick was by the garage, now with a different group of girls.