As late as 7:30, the hall is still quiet. His friends are probably still sleeping off their drinks, and the other band members must’ve had a great time at the symphony if they’re sleeping in. He didn’t drink much himself—too busy trying to get laid—but Mark kept telling him, “You need anything, man, you let me know.” When Seth met Mark a year earlier in band class, he decided early on he liked the guy. Liked him a lot. Even though he’s older than Seth, Mark still acts like a high school cut-up sometimes. It gives Seth hope that growing up doesn’t mean he’ll have to act so damn serious all the time.
At the moment, he’s awake, showered and dressed, and starving. That isn’t unusual for Seth—he loves to eat. That’s part of the reason he gained the legendary freshmen fifteen, and his once-flat
