Red plastic cup in his hand, Jason tripped and stumbled and probably would have had pictures of him face down and ass up plastered all over Facebook if a strong arm hadn't caught him around his waist and hauled him upright.
"I am gonna make out with you so hard when I'm sober," Jason promised, leaning into his far less inebriated foster brother while he waited for the treacherous ground to stop moving.
Dick laughed and kissed his temple, "Sure, Jaybird."