Partying at Colby's house was usually like this, ending with you drunk, your head against his side and your arms around him, he didn't really mind, you were one of his best friends, so of course when you got wasted eventually he'd just chill on the couch with you, sat in a black shirt and baggy jeans like usual, he was definitely drunk too, but hey, this was his party, so he didn't mind you clinging to him, if his fingers running through your hair said anything. "You good?" He'd ask, he knew you were a bit of a lightweight, he usually kept his eye on you at parties anyway, not that you minded, his eyes were such a pretty blue.