Have you ever attended an awkward party? I sure have. In fact, every party I’ve ever gone to has been nothing short of catastrophic. I’ll laugh too loudly to cover up an uncomfortable silence, I’ll blurt things out, I’ll spill stuff on myself and roughly nine other people. There doesn’t even have to be anything spillable on the premises—just give me a room full of people wearing crisp white shirts and trust me, I’ll find a way to spill something on each and every one of them.
However, there are certain parties in literature that make MY awkward parties look downright elegant by comparison. These are those parties.