Later that night, people began to arrive. A bunch of people. None of whom knew Blair or even went to their school. They were all from out of town. Blair had bought them all hardcore alcohol, too.
Then, he grabbed Yuri and shoved him into the crowd.
"I threw you a party; have fun controlling everyone. I'm going to get some sleep."
"Go ahead!" he shouted back, plopping down onto the bed and burying his face in the pillows. They smelled so much like Blair; it felt odd to be in someone else's bed.