"I can't let you do that tonight. You're intoxicated, it would be taking advantage of you and I just can't do that." He said a bit remorsefully, really wanting to kiss her and to just get lost in it. By now, Keith was tipsy, he couldn't let go of her hand. "Don't misunderstand I REALLY want to kiss you, but you're drunk and high, and this may not be something you want" His head was spinning a bit, but he was forcing composure on himself. It was difficult, She was right there offering something he was desperate for, but he couldn't risk her waking up the next morning upset because it wasn't what she really wanted. But what if she really did want it? What could one kiss do? He was already used to what it felt like to be bullied and hated, so what if she rejected him? Keith was having a great internal conflict "Maybe. Here we need to find a way to make sure that this is something you really are okay with." He contemplated, but he was coming up with nothing. It wasn't going to work, not tonight. She'd basically have to attack him if he became too drunk to fight her off