@karamakin
prom. a foreign concept for maverick. though he was forced into going the previous year by his mother, this year seemed to be a bit different. still slightly forced, but at least a tiny sliver of him was kind of excited. he finally had friends, and well - kind of a girlfriend. the term being used loosely, of course. mav had gotten ready at his house with avery, his mother, of course, hovering over the both of them and shoving her opinions in both their faces any chance she got. this had already gotten maverick pretty annoyed, but per usual, he stuffed it down and moved on.
the boys got ready fairly quickly, and headed over to kara’s house as soon as they were given the okay to. thankfully, it wasn’t far at all, only a few steps down the block, and before mav knew it, his fist was knocking at the door. he tried to push the anxiety he was feeling down, hoping that once they got away from their parents and he was able to drink from the flask avery promised, everything would be alright.