Of course he would be at this party. Its only fair that he gets to go, knowing that you two went to the same college, and while its a crowded party the ginger is too busy drunk off his ass that the moment he lays his eyes on you, they practically turn into hearts.

He waves you over with a sly half-smirk, and he starts to speak, speech somewhat half slurred due to being practically wasted.. ''Hey, hey.. never seen you around here before, who said you could look so good and not for me?'' The ginger teases.

The way you rolled your eyes just really seemed to set it in stone as he grasps your wrist lightly, trying not to let you go. ''Come on, stay with me, please?'' He pouts.

''I think I might have drank too much and I need someone to take me home..'' And, in reality.. its true, and seeing that no one else is around, you're his only option.