Alex/Bailey~9pm
Alex wasn't one to remember one night stands. Half the time they happen, he's too drunk to remember either way. He'd been lectured on the horrible effects of alcohol before by many people, but he'd never paid much attention to any of it. Partying was about having fun, and where was the fun without a buzz?
"I wouldn't be a good host if I let my guests miss out on the fun," Alex responded, sending Bailey a wink. Moments after he finished his sentence, someone pushed past him from behind, and he lost his footing. Thankfully, he was close enough to a wall to keep himself from falling completely on top of Bailey. He did, however, end up incredibly close to her face. Close enough to be able to smell her (she smelled nice, though, not as nice as him... nobody did.)
He froze for a moment to process the situation, as his brain had been slowed by the alcohol. He could've sworn he had something to say. A comment about the way she looked, or something... but he couldn't remember it anymore.