Wasted on the Young Page #3

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- You're f***ed, man.

You're all talk, bro.

Xan? Xan, come on, I'll take you home.

So you're right to drive?

Techno music thumps

Relax, man. You're probably

getting all worked up over nothing.

Yeah, so where is she?

I don't know, dude.

Just sounds like a good party to me.

Yeah. It f***ing rocked!

- Were you two even going out?

- Shay, that's not the point.

- Dude, tell your dad.

- Which one?

Biological

or that thing that fucks my mother?

In that case, Darren,

I guess you're on your own.

Thanks, Shay. I usually am.

'In the Oresteia,

the royal line survives

through combined human

and divine justice

but only because the gods relent.

The message repeated

throughout the trilogy

that the doer suffers and learns.

Justice, and the gods' own

closed and immortal world

is largely the same

as that of mortal men.

Anything is punished

that threatens the stability...'

Come on, man!

Hi. No, it's me. Darren.

Sure.

Hey.

Hey. Where is she?

I thought you'd know.

Oh, I should have just stayed with her.

Why?

Ella, what happened?

- Alright?

- Yeah, thanks.

Awesome party.

Do I know you?

Sorry, Zack. Let's just bail. Let's go.

I'm just kidding, man.

I'm just messing with you.

OK.

Sort him out, will you?

Here comes your in-law.

What's up?

I just, uh... spoke to Ella.

- Who?

- Dyke.

Xandrie's friend.

Um, OK. Why, what did she say to you?

- What happened to Xandrie?

- Why, what have you heard?

I'm asking you.

- OK, let's talk at home, alright?

- Did you sleep with her?

Did I sleep with her? Um...

Daz, she f***ed most of us.

OK?

It happens. Alright?

Hey, how's my physics coming along,

by the way?

I'll get around to it.

Good man.

Nice walking with you.

Yeah, I enjoy our little chats.

I'll come watch you poolside, or...

Yeah, that'd be cool.

Wait. Uh...

You probably don't

want to be seen with me.

- What do you mean?

- Well, you know how things work.

It'd be unpopular.

Everybody knows what happens

to flowers in adversity.

Not around here.

Bad is never good until worse happens.

You're turning me down.

How sensible of you.

Hey, you're home.

I'm not doing your physics.

Why not?

I'm busy.

Your mum's busy.

Not funny.

Whoo!

Yeah!

Hey, Jon, can we talk?

What's going on?

Tell me what happened at the party.

Watch yourself, Daz.

- Did something happen?

- I didn't say that.

Well, just tell me, please?

I don't know, man. She was wasted.

I didn't even see her.

Now you're just f***ing dead.

You're an idiot.

Wait, wait, wait!

I'm sorry. I'm sorry!

F*** you, man!

Where's Xandrie?

I can't tell you, man.

You know I can't.

F***.

Sorry, Daz.

They'll kill me, man.

You know they'll kill me.

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