*Watching Mac wobble unsteadily to the car, Gwyn groaned hearing the word "drum". That could only mean music, and if she wanted to hear drunks playing music, she'd listen to heavy metal. Rummaging thru her backpack, she found her wallet & saw she had more than enough money for a cab to get home.*
I canna belive I ditched school for this! All ye scrapin' around like the veriest o' scum in the bloody sewers! Look at ye selves! Soon, ye'll be swimmin' round in yer own vomit! I'm nah wannin' to hang aroun' anymore!