Jesse knew he wasn't the only one who got shitfaced when things went wrong, but it was always nice to see. He looked over at the man who had moved into the spot beside him, and offered him a small smile.
"Hey," he responded. He didn't know this man, but that was okay. Jesse was a friendly enough guy.
After downing one of the shots of tequila that had been in front of him, he looked over at the man once more. "I'm Jesse."