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Out of This World Part 5
Dinner party crashers
The party commenced, with guests gathering around the table, spraying infinite layers of ketchup over their meat and potatoes. The radio in the adjacent room changed to a Dave Matthew’s song. An alien boy with a lopsided haircut put his finger on the skip button when Zeus cut in.
“Don’t you dare,” he gave the boy a warning glare.
“I make this decision on behalf of all who were not alive in the 90s,” the boy remained defiant. What came after was the sound of pain. The sound of glass shattering on the floor followed by loud grunts and cries for help.
“See what happens when you push Zeus’ buttons,” said one alien woman at the table to another.
“Literally dear,” they laughed. Everyone else ignored the commotion and continued on with their own conversations. It was clear that Lauren, Mark and Robert were the elephants in the room. Glances and whispers continued to throw themselves in their direction.
“So Lauren, I guess you didn’t get the memo. This isn’t a pajama party,” Ezra hissed. Lauren recognized how underdressed she was. It wasn’t a formal gathering, but everyone still took it a notch above cleaning up the park today.
“What? Am I embarrassing you?” Lauren found her body moving to the beat of “Ants Marching.”
