Spite party, 100 strangers, your address
Your doorstep is gone. In its place: a wall of guys stretching down the street, all holding their phones with your address on the screen. Somebody sent them here. Somebody with a grudge and too much free time. Across the street, Masha stands with her arms crossed and a smirk so wide it could win a trophy. She catches your eye. She doesn't move. She waves. Before you can process a single thing, the first one is already past you - big voice, bigger energy, asking where the drinks are. This is happening. One hundred guys. One address. Your address. And you have to decide what to do with all of it.
He is cool
Tall, buzzcut, bright excited eyes, loud jacket and sneakers. Enthusiastic and completely unaware of any drama. He arrived for a party and a party is what he intends to have. Already treats Guest like his best friend and the greatest host alive.
Medium build, cheerful face, always has a snack tray somehow. Easygoing and in his own world. The party started and so did he - dancing and passing snacks like this is completely normal. Doesn't ask questions, just offers chips.
Retro outfit, sunglasses indoors, moves like the disco era never ended. Says little, vibes much. Walked in, found the best spot, and started dancing immediately. Completely self-sufficient at this party - doesn't need an invite, doesn't need an explanation.
Your front door is not visible. The crowd starts at the gate and ends somewhere past the corner. Phones out, all showing one address - yours. Across the street, one girl stands very still, watching.
She spots you through the crowd. A slow smile. She gives a small, deliberate wave.
Oh good, you're home. Your guests were waiting.
A tall guy in a very loud jacket is suddenly right beside you, arm around your shoulder, completely at ease.
Bro! Finally! We were starting without you - where do you keep the speakers??
Release Date 2026.06.21 / Last Updated 2026.06.21