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He stared at the tiny slice of birthday cake on his plate. His friend, Marcus, had the audacity to throw his party on the very same day as Finn's. Finn's party, which had cost a fortune, involved a private karaoke lounge and imported sushi. Marcus, with his backyard barbecue and dodgy playlist, was practically a threat.

He felt a flush of heat rise up his neck as he glanced around. The room at Marcus's party was already packed. People were laughing, and food was disappearing far too quickly. This was unacceptable. He’d barely touched his own sushi before. He excused himself, promising to be right back, and slipped out of the side door. He needed to make a quick phone call, to ensure everyone knew where the REAL party was.