Open to Anyone! Someone pet him!
After the quick message and an hour's search, Icarus' cab dropped him outside of a place that he assumed had to be the party. He wondered who was there - wondered who he'd know and if he should have bought a gift.
He wondered it for exactly as long as it took him to walk inside and underneath the first vent that spewed weed from the ventilation system. Because he wasn't used to drugs, no matter how many years he spent around College, and he started coughing under the vent - but dragging it into his lungs too. And by the time someone he didn't know was pulling him into the heart of the party, he was completely stoned: dizzy and laughing, and every time someone brushed against him it shocked him and felt like the sensation lasted or hours.