Are there only two corners because there is no fourth wall?
That wall was broken.
There are two good corners.
He could have picked a bad one, but then the author would need to draw his back.
How about not going ? I always felt intrigued by the people that forces themselves to go to parties
You can’t complain about never going out if you don’t actually go out once in a while.
There’s usually the kitchen.
Or next to the cat/dog
this reminds me of when I was in highscool, I had a friend who knew literally everyone across several school districts. he would find all the house parties, especially those of people from other schools and we just show up uninvited, saying so and so called us over the two times we were questioned, and just mooched drinks and collected gossip. Most of the time I just stood around while my friend did the talking, but if I felt forced to talk we would also gossip about people they theoretically knew.