After the kitchen incident, Tommy found Liam and Pris talking in his messy bedroom. Tommy hardly acknowledged them and sat down on his pro-gaming office chair. His dead eyes told them both that something had happened.
“Are you okay, man?” asked.
Tommy glanced at them and considered Pris sitting on his bed. Because she was a girl Tommy wasn't sure that Pris would have a neutral opinion about what was happening with Summer.
“Who wants to do a fat one in the park?” Tommy asked as he took his weed from his secret compartment. He knew very well how his weed gave Pris bad trips. So, just as he expected, Pris immediately shook her head 'no' and laid her eyes back down on her tablet.
“It is raining,” complained Liam.
Even better, Tommy thought. Because it will make sure Pris won’t follow us.
“C’mon, Liam - don’t leave me hanging. I don’t want to smoke alone. C’mon …”
“Okay, okay, ” said Liam, making silent eye contact with Pris.
They both could see that Tommy had some issues he needed to resolve with someone.