"They're over there!" Avery yells over the loud boom of the bass squeezing his way past the sweaty dancing bodies. Grabbing my hand, he drags me along with him in the direction of Vincent and Connor who are standing by the staircase with red solo cups in their hands, how cliché.
As we approached the twins, I could tell Avery was getting nervous as his grip on my hand tightened and began to get moist with his sweat. Finally making his way to him, Avery lightly taps his finger on Vincent's arm getting his attention in possibly in the most timid way possible. The smile that comes over Vincent's face when he turns and
sees him makes him calm down as he loosens his grip on my hand allowing me to get my circulation back. While Vincent grabs Avery, Connor pulls me towards him into a hug.
"Wh
