“Education is never a waste,” says Stefano. “You should be proud.”
Matteo and Hugo roll their eyes. I’m surprised by Stefano’s sentiment. The last time I felt proud of my education was early in the summer, before the dozens of rejected job applications. But he’s right. Being educated is something to be proud of.
“Maybe it wasn’t a waste,” I say, “but it sure was expensive.”
“Bah,” says Stefano, “it’s just money. You’ll make plenty.”
I smile and raise my red plastic cup. “Here’s to that.”
The four of us barrel through several more rounds of Hugo’s strong drinks while the party rages on outside. Only a select few guests had been given blue wristbands, which allow access into the house. Very soon, I’m pleasantly drunk and enjoying the company of my new friends. Hugo has a delightfully pe
