This was boring, beyond boring in fact. Mike hated boring adult parties, he’d sooner watch paint dry and it seemed Mr. Holloway felt the same. He found him at the refreshment table, eating cheese cubes. Mike didn’t mind cheese but he certainly wasn’t going to stuff his face full of it out of sheer boredom.
He didn’t get what the fuss was all about, it was just stupid tupperware. Stupid plastic containers that kept your food fresh, that was it. Nothing to wet your pants over and yet there were dozens of women, mostly mothers and grandmas, fawning over this shit. Taking a grape from a fruit platter, Mike popped it into his mouth and ate it. “Pretty boring ass party.” He didn’t care if he swore in front of adults and well, Mr. Holloway seemed a bit more lax than his dad when it came to swears.
Tom didn’t always enjoy having parties, but they were Janet’s thing. She was a host, and she loved to bring people together. Especially all the mothers, Janet got along with people. Where as Tom just, kept his mouth shut, because Janet asked him too. He had cleaned and helped to decorate for this party, but that was his only role. Now he can just graze and drink his hearts content.
When the younger male comes up to him, he is a bit surprised but he doesn’t say anything about the language. The laughing and the excited chatter coming from the flock of women in his home, told him it wasn’t boring. He and Mike just, weren’t interested. So he nods his head a bit.
“I’m sorry your mother dragged you here.” Tom then looks to Mike and he jabs a toothpick into another cube of cheese.
“I can’t leave either..And I live here.”
Tom munches on the cheese cube and then sighs as he tries to think of something to do.
“What would you be doing right now if you weren’t here hmm?”
At least he thought the cussing was funny not that Mike cared much if he didn’t. He heard enough scolding from adults about his language that he stopped caring.
Mike took another grape and ate it. Was he gonna end up like Tom but with fruit? “Probably playing on my atari or biking with my friends or reading a comic book. Almost anything is better than being here.” He glanced off to his mother who was excitedly chatting with another lady about something. She held Holly at her side who looked equally as bored as Mike. He almost wanted to find a nearby phone and fingers crossed, Nancy would be home to pick him up and take him away from this godawful place. But alas he was stuck for now. “Sure sucks to be us, doesn’t it?”
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