“ARE YOU CRAZY?” I ASKED.

He gave me the same wordless look he always did when I asked that question.

I sighed and tried again. “A party? That’s pushing it, even for you. People just died! Guardians. Priscilla Voda.” Not to mention, people had just come back from the dead. Probably best to leave that part out. “This isn’t the time to get trashed and play beer pong.”

I expected Adrian to say that it was always a good time for beer pong, but he remained serious. “Actually, it’s because people died that there’s going to be a party. It’s not a kegger type. Maybe party’s not even the right...