Kaylen stood up, clapped his hands on his back gently, and nodded once.
"Hey, man, I mean it! No more cleaning up in here, that's literally someone else's job, you spent money and came to party. Grab your shit, and drive yourself home, sleep off your sober headache from no alcohol and too much loud music, and stop wallowing over Hunter. I'd say he doesn't even know you exist, but man, he has a glare on him. So I will just say, don't think about it too hard. A man like him isn't thinking with more than one head at a time.
Trust me, I should know." He said, finishing his little monologue with a hiccup.
"Dude, shut up and go home," Stacey said.
