"C'mon don't be like that." Ty groaned, hanging onto the railing instead of taking a seat, feeling exhausted or like he was sobering up, neither of which was a particularly wanted feeling. Sometimes the disparities between them seemed enormous, things that wouldn't bother or even register with his other friends seemed like a huge fight with Kira. Not only that, but sometimes Ty wasn't just fighting for what was happening here and now, but stupid things he hadn't even done yet.

"And you're spending Friday night with me." He nudged their shoulders together, giving him a grin. "And we're going to drink, dance, and enjoy ourselves. The assholes are secondary."

He paused, tapping his chin thoughtfully. "And place bets on who's going to be Prom King and Queen. You think it's too late to try to rig that?"