"How do I look?"
Thomas fiddled with his hair in front of the mirror while speaking to Roger.
"You're like walking hormones right now."
"Good eye."
Thomas grinned, ever since he returned from Swamp Town, something inside of him seemed to be fully activated.
He had developed a great interest in certain upright-walking female creatures.
To attend this party, Thomas had specially borrowed his dad's car, and the location was not in the town center but a villa in the woods on the outskirts.
"Bob has a party here every summer, but due to his father's issues, he hasn't been back to town in a while," Thomas said while driving.
"Adults have been gossiping non-stop—looks like his family's fishery is preparing to sell. Seems like they plan to leave this place for good."
The journey wasn't long, and along the way, Roger and the others encountered other young people going to the party.
