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Our new-found friends turned out to be really nice. We spent a couple of hours with them at the beach flirting and splashing around in the ocean. The four of us then went downtown to get some lunch. The girls decided to stay at the beach, but made arrangements to meet up with us later that night for a pool party at Steve’s house.
“Yo, Steve, can we drink your parents’ alcohol?”
“Yeah, whatever is there, just take it.”
“Trevor, what time are the girls coming over?”
“They should be here in a couple hours.”
“Alright, my stylist is coming over to cut my hair. Who else needs a fresh cut for tonight?” Steve asked.
“I need one,” I said.
“Alright, you’re in for a haircut, anyone else need one?”