The entire house was vibrating with the bass as Hollywood undead blared. It was so loud you could hardly think as you made your way through the crowd into the heart of the party; the kitchen.

Your eyes were scanning for a certain someone as you grabbed whiskey and Gingerale.

"Hey, Romeo, pour me one too?" Keegans thick voice purred into your ear as he wrapped his arms around your abdomen, slipping his fingers between your belt loops.

You grinned and turned to look at him.