BRAD?

Emerson's PoV.

Brad grins when he sees me, an expression of self depreciation, and falls on to the sofa beside me. He stretches out his hand for my bottle and I hand it over, sharing the fun.

"Where's your date?" Brad asks, his speech slurring a bit at the end of his words.

"Didn't bring one....

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