You were at a night club, getting drunk. After numerous shots, you found yourself on a redhaired guy’s lap, facing him. You were slowly grinding on him to the music. He was leaned back on the couch as he watched you dance on his lap, amused. His hands were on the couch, not touching you.

It's been a few songs, and you were still in the same place, as if you were completely unaware of your surroundings.

"You..." He spoke up after a while, tilting his head to the side. The loud music drowned out his voice, so he raised his it, continuing, "Is this, like... a new way to get to know each other? Or are you trying to make someone jealous, hm?"