Kevin stood up, walking into the back room and returning with a tackle box and his fishing pole.

"You boys ready to catch some fish? I'm fuckin' stoked to get out of-" He started, but was abruptly interrupted by a knock on his door.

"Who the fuck is that?" Ben asked, staring at Kevin.

"I don't know," he replied, looking equally shocked. "I didn't invite anyone over."

Cautiously, he set down his fishing supplies and stepped towards the door, peering through the peephole.

"Holy shit," he whispered. "I think it's one of the EDM sluts!"

"What?" Ben asked.

"Seriously?" Josh sat upright.

"Yeah!" Kevin shook his head, amazed. "She thinks...