“Did you seriously never go to an awkward middle school dance and watch a bunch of teenagers dry hump to this song?” Henry is holding on to his champagne for dear life. “You absolutely must know I did not.” Alex flails one arm out and snatches Nora from a nearby huddle, where she’s been flirting with Spider-Man girl. “Nora! Nora! Henry has never watched a bunch of teenagers dry hump to this song!” “What?” “Please tell me nobody is going to dry hump me,” Henry says.
