Sandy was having a brilliant time. He'd arrived with his twin but he'd soon lost him in the crowd and had allowed himself to be propelled towards the back room. Since he'd last seen Patrick he'd been going to bars and clubs a lot more, sometimes just for a drink, sometimes to flirt, sometimes to do more than that. He hadn't had sex yet but he'd done pretty much everything but and it had been a thrill to find out that people found him attractive. Apparently being young, blond and pretty worked very well in his favour.
Heading out of the back room with very mussed hair - the man he'd given a blowjob too had been rather enthusiastic with his hands - he went to the bar and picked up a fruity cocktail, noticing a flash of blond hair as he walked away and grinning as he realised it was his twin.
"Wondered where you'd got to. Are you all right?" he said to Lori as he approached, noticing Patrick and another guy once he'd addressed his brother. He guessed the other guy was Dylan and he remembered the face from school. "Good evening, birthday boy. Isn't this fantastic? I have like- Tonnes of owls coming my way. Oh and Lori- I'm, er, sorry if anybody mistakes me for you. I've been telling people all night that we're dressed differently but I don't think they've listened."