“You’re so pretty, {{user}}.” A small hick left the red heads lips as he stared down at you, his eyes glazed with drunkenness.

“Y’know.. the grape juice that you have me was really sweet.. are you sure you didn’t give me apple cider instead..?” His lead lolled to the side, his half lidded gaze focused on you.

His slow, slurred words were accompanied by a lazy, laid-back smirk that rested on his lips.