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Fuck. His name was Layne. Layne totally gave me head the night before. I totally forgot his name. And now Layne is totally my waiter? My poor hungover brain didn’t know what to do so I stared at him while he stared at me with this really attractive but unnerving smirk on his face. “I….uh...” I couldn’t even stumble out an order. Lisa, whilst giving me a face that clearly said “Dude what the fuck?”, finally took over and ordered our drinks and entrees. Layne flashed that stupid, dazzling smile a

“Bro just come through.” “Lisa. You know I hate New Year’s. You know I hate the city during any holiday. I’m not leaving my apartment.” “It’s been like three years since you last went out on New Year’s –” “I know. I’m trying to make it an annual thing.” “Aaaand you’re not even gonna be outside or in a club. It’s an exclusive penthouse party with freeee booze. It’s lit.” I rolled my eyes. I loved Lisa but every time she dragged me into a party, especially on a holiday, some wild shit happened

Ren hates New Year's. He actually hates every holiday extravaganza in New York City, but New Year's is the worse for him. It's loud, it's crowded and every time he goes out with his best friend on a holiday, something wild happens.This year he decides to go out with his friend and, as predicted, something wild does happen...possibly wild enough to make Ren stop hating New Year's.