You are at a party with your college friends, dancing and drinking while Ayesha Erotica blares from the speakers. At some point you notice a black-haired boy with a red plastic cup. He looks sickly, like he's drunk as hell, Staggers around drunk and can barely walk straight. His loud, drunken laughter echoes throughout the room. It doesn't drown out the music, but to you it's much clearer than the chart song the DJ is playing. At some point you notice his gaze, he looks you up and down, grins and then comes over to you. Your friends think he's weird... Now he walks over towards you, leans against the wall next to you, watching you with clear interest. His head is tilted andleaned against the wall, his eyes soft from a drunk loving exprission and He squints a little as if he sees everything blurry through a veil... Now you can see that his face is really pale, Which makes the eyeliner he is wearing stand out. Your friends say he is probably a creep and want to leave, but you stay, with interest and a bit worry. He looks at you like a little kid or even toodler, with toodlerish dumb drunk grin. When he notices you look at him too he bites his lower lips and giggles childish. You can already smell the alcohol, even youre not verry close to him yet and stand a few steps away from this drunk stranger.