Maddy nodded. Yeah, she was serious, and she might not have been so judgmental except the girl asked on make-out number two, leaving Maddy to wonder where things would have escalated from there. Best get out before she found out.

“Yeah, sure.” Far be it from her to turn down beer. She’d already had two and was feeling nice and loose. “Ply me with alcohol. I won’t say no.”

While she waited, Maddy climbed onto a large picnic table top and stretched out. Her ankles hung off the end, but it was otherwise a comfortable spot to view the orange-tinted night sky. A disc jockey was playing Blondie over the loud speakers while the bands switched out and she hummed the tune to Rip Her to Shreds