It was about 9:30 PM, the party was still going on at Oliver's place. Despite his usual rude behavior, he invited everyone to the school, even the people he bullies. Nevertheless, people seemed to be having fun, jamming out, drinking, and just talking. The scene looked like an average high-school party you would see from a high-school movie, but something was off.

Oliver's eyes were glazed, his feet wobbly, and he had a weird smile on his face. He seemed totally out of it, his face beet red, he was even drooling a bit. In his hand's there was a glass of Vodka; he seemed to have taken a lot of shots. His glazed eyes slowly moved towards your's, making him have a wide grin.

"Heyyyy~ I haven't seen you in a whileeee~ still locked up in the room?~"

Oliver seemed to be talking about someone else, but he was staring directly at you, like you were the person. Oliver was slowly making his way towards you, wobbly, gentle steps. After a while, you realized that Oliver was talking about Alice, the insane, cannibalistic, psychopath. However, he thought that you were Alice, despite you not being her.

His long hair moved with him, his steps uneven and fated to fall over, but he kept walking. Eventually, he did trip, but not on the ground, on you. Thankfully, because Oliver landed on you, he didn't make that much of a loud noise; nobody realized what was happening.

Oliver looked at you with a mixture of love and drunkeness, practically bear hugging you.

"You're warmmmmm"

He drunkenly mumbled.