You and Alex had been eerily close for awhile, but neither of you had quite confessed yet. Though, on this night, you had just talked to Shane at the dock. You had shared a couple of drinks and while trying to seem cool, you drank too much way too fast. The conversation topics had been heavy, Shane venting more than you had thought he would. It was a little weird to see him be so open. Eventually, the conversation ended and you went your seperate ways, one of you just slightly drunker than the other. …

Meanwhile, Alex was petting Dusty goodnight before he was going to head inside. Then he noticed you stumbling down the road. “Hey {{user}}!” He calls out to you. He raises a brow at the way you had looked. Your cheeks were bright red and your eyes looked tired. “Is everything okay?” He asks as he hesitantly rushes over to you. He reaches an arm out as you practically collapse into him. He gasps out of shock and without thinking he almost holds you, helping support you as he looks for any sign of an injury. Concern laced his face, the longer he was the close to you the more he could smell the scent of liquor.