Alex/Bailey~9pm
Bailey stumbled forward when a large blonde boy pushed by and put her hand out, it brushed against Alex's chest as she laughed lightly at his question. When she looked up at him everything sort of clicked. Alex Archer. He was the one she'd slept with but didn't remember because...well because she was drunk at the time. That's why his name sort of rang a bell in her mind when she said it.
"Oh it could be a little more exciting." she yelled back and then raised a brow at his next statement. The center of the room? Where everyone was dancing in thick air...made sense. Bailey shrugged and took another drink. "Is that your way of trying to get me over there?" she teased and grinned lightly.
A hand reached down to pull at her shorts again, her eyes flickering downward to look at her white sandals and then back up at Alex. She blinked her eyelashes covered in mascara and some eyeshadow. Apparently they were her best features, her mom always told her that, so she always tried to accentuate them.