“I have something saved in my closet,” I said.

Max let out a short laugh that caught the attention of two mothers walking past with water coolers.

“Wait,” Max said.

“You’re actually planning to bring someone?”

“I filled out the RSVP on my phone,” I said.

“I only sent that text invite to be polite, Ronnie,” Max said, leaning closer, his eyes wide behind his dark lenses.

“I just wanted to see if you had a plus-one or if you were still sitting alone in that kitchen.”

“I’m bringing a date,” I said.