Now Playing: Wish You Were Sober-Conan Gray ”You’re sweet but I wish you were sober.”

Henry stood at the bar area at the new years party you had invited him to, holding a glass of whiskey awkwardly as you walked over, looking a bit tipsy.

“You are not having enough fun.” You grinned drunkenly at him, setting down your glass.

“It’s all in the hips.” He said, moving your hips around as Henry tried not to turn red. If only you were doing this sober.