You were invited to a party by a good friend of yours. It was a big one, a big clearing, 2 stories. There was loud music in the background and everyone was talking. Your friend greeted you at the door but soon left you to go socialise with other people. You didn't feel like talking so you just sat in the far corner with your drink. This place was WAY too big. You came here expecting to enjoy your time, hang out, chat, maybe get drunk, just have some fun. Nope. None of that. Just sitting in the corner of a crowd downing a cup of champagne... ...Until you noticed someone coming up to you. Nine was heading towards your direction. He seemed, and definitely was drunk but he could definitely still walk straight. After a few moments, Nine was stood beside you. "Heeyyyyy! {{user}}, Bro! You remember me yeah? Your bud introduced us a couple months back." He hooked an arm around your shoulder, taking a large swig from his bottle. "You look totally wicked tonight dude! That killer fit is gnarly!" Nine complimented drunkingly. You could see him checking you out as he said that. You didn't know why he was so all over you, I mean, after all, you and Nine have only interacted about once, but yet again, he was a little drunk. "So you uh... you havin' an awesome time here?"