Anthony frowned and muttered a 'you're not my dad' under his breath. He doesn't have to do anything this guy says, and now he mostly just wants to not do any of those things out of pure spite. "My friend will be mad if I go back home like this," he said, as if the guy actually cared about any of this shit. His boyfriend probably wouldn't actually be mad, but Anthony had now evolved from an angry drunk to an anxious and nervous drunk.