She had been minding her own business as it were still sipping on her first drink while she weave through the crowd. It wasn't that she couldn't get into the partying mood, it was just well, she hardly knew anyone here and she had no one else to blame but herself. She quietly took a gulp of the drink thinking to herself<i>well you can't blame anyone else but yourself for this really miss I gotta study more than mingle. Now everyone is having fun and you probably stick out like a sore thumb. Hmm, how to remedy this?  For reals? You're trying to solve your party problem like a math problem. Ohmygawd! Get drunk and--</i>Her thoughts and internal dialogue had been interrupted when the king of parties by the looks of things crashed into her and she ended up spilling most of her drink on him, thank goodness, but some of it had found it's way to the floor, innocent bystanders, and herself.<br/><br/>"Oh my god I'm so sorry!" She had to raise her voice over the level of the music in order to have hope that he could hear her. So if he heard her, it didn't register. She saw it clearly as he apologized for crashing into her and then told her she was far too sober.<br/><br/>Well she couldn't argue with him on that front, she was way to sober still. The next minute he was handing her a shot which she took and like a good girl she down it like a boss. "If you want me to be on your level. it's going to take more than that. C'mon I'm a big girl." She leaned toward him smelling the drinks on him.<i>Yup, he was the party king.</i>She knew that she probably should stay away from him but instead she leaned in closer, reached behind him, grabbed two shots while almost smothering him with her chest and then leaned back and offered him one. "Shall we?"<br/><br/>She didn't wait for him to join her as she downed the second shot throwing her head back and then smiling at him.  The shots stung in a good way and she could feel the warmth of the shots going down her throat into her stomach. Amelia made a face, thought about a chaser and forget it. She was at a party and she was going to just go with the flow. Afterall, he did say she was too sober and now she was on her way to not being sober. She  watched him curiously before wondering when he started drinking and just how much he already had. She wondered if he was one of the good looking boys who just didn't know when to stop. "Aren't you going to join me?" Okay so she was taunting him a little but why not? "Unless you've had enough?"<br/><br/>She knew it would only light a fire under him. She figured he was the type to never back down from a challenge and especially one from a girl. She was just pushing her luck but at the same time she wondered why he didn't have a girl or multiple girls hanging off him. He wasn't bad looking. On the contrary, he was very cute. He might have been a little more sexier if he didn't reeks of alcohol or was swaying a bit. Maybe she was just too sober?  She wasn't as sober as she would have imagined because sober Amelia would have never did what she did next.<br/><br/>Without thinking, she grabbed a hold of his left wrist and pulled him with her. "C'mon lets get a drink for you and me handsome." She smiled at him tugging him toward the kitchen. "Let's see if you can get me to where you think I should be at."