The drink reminded him of senior year when he had gotten drunk for the first time. He had drunk something in junior year but it had never gotten him drunk. It wasn't until a party in a school district an hour away from his where they had
jungle juice
that he had gotten wasted. So much that he'd lost his phone. It had slipped out of his pocket while he was laying on a couch somewhere.
This jungle juice that he had just gotten from Mike and Spencer reminded him of that old jungle juice. Maybe a similar recipe. The same vodka at least. Five o clock vodka. These frat bros liked to make sure everybody had free booze but they didn't like to shill out big money when providing it.
People were yelling over the insanely loud music. A quarter of the people were smoking. both reefer and cigarettes. Some of the faces were familiar, but the farmiliar faces felt less friendly. Howard didn't know these people that well. Mike and Spencer kept shuffling him around, taking him from one room to another. Sometimes they'd take a puff of something, yell, take a shot, say hello to some people here and there then finally make their way back to the back lounge where it was somewhat quieter.
Back there was a normal cast of people sat down playing cards. Drinking beer. One of the guys was chewing tobacco. Howard liked this vibe better. He wished he knew how to play cards so that he could sit down. Instead he stood there watching. Once in awhile the guy with the chew would glance at him quick between looking at this cards and staring at the table.
"Texas hold'em" Spencer said to Howard without looking at him. "you know how to play?"