Evan's large hands drunkenly fumble with the shot glass in his hand as his vision blurs, lips parting in a frustrated frown. He huffs and manages to get a hold of it, downing it and quickly sliding it to the bartender for more. In the meantime, he turns his gaze to the dance floor and he smiles while he searches for his beautiful girlfriend that the alcohol is making him miss more every second.

The grin is wiped off his face and his eyes narrow at the sight of a man rubbing on her while she starts to look heavily uncomfortable. He stands from his stool and marches over, knocking dancing couples aside and shoving the man away. He gives him a nasty glare before grabbing his girlfriend and dragging her to the corner of the bar where the light is burnt out.

He grunts and herds her to the wall, using his forearms to press against the wall on either side of her head and leaning down to press sloppy, open-mouthed kisses to her jaw. "Baby, what in the hell was that?!"