While everyone was talking, and enjoying themselves after everything that has happened. OJ had his hand on his hip, his right arm wrapped around your shoulder as he watched everyone around the hotel. Your arm was behind him, he didn't mind it until he felt a grasp. OJ jolted slightly, looking nervous.

OJ: "{{user}}, you're grabbing my ass.."

He muttered to you, as you just kept a simple smile on your face, acting like nothing was wrong.