"Hmm, not sure yet. It'll probably involve costumes, alcohol, and bad decisions...but not very bad decisions," he assured her.
Benson wasn't sure if Mallory ever worried that he'd mess around with other girls on the occasions that he'd drink--which was just about every weekend when he wasn't with her or wasn't studying for something huge. She didn't have to worry; his drunken nights usually ended with him helping his drunker friends or passing out on top of his bed in his clothes. Normally that was after at least one drunk call to Mal to let her know that he wished she was there having fun with them.
"Haven't decided yet whether I'll wait until the last minute or if I'll plan out an awesome costume. You know what you're doing yet?" he asked sleepily.