As they get home, Eve slings one of Ryder's arms around her, and she struggles to make her way up the driveway. But Ryder is more than a foot taller than her, and they both end up collapsing against the doorway. Afraid that Mel and Joe are asleep, she calls Lennox to open the door. A minute later, she does, but Eve forgets that they are leaning against the door, and they both fall inside, waking up Ryder. Lennox widens her eyes.

Lennox: Woah, what happened here?

Eve: Holly happened. She gave him a 'couple' beers and now he's totally wasted.

Lennox: Ooh Mel and Joe are gonna kill him.

Eve: Not if I beat them to it. Can you please get him off me?

Lennox pulls Ryder off Eve and sits him on the couch. She waves goodnight to Eve, and then heads back upstairs, quietly laughing to herself. Eve starts walking toward the front door, but Ryder races over to her.

Ryder: Wait, Holly.

Eve: *turns around* *glares* What did you just call me?

Ryder: Holly wait, I need to talk to you.

Eve starts walking toward him, her hands balled into fists.

Eve: You call me Holly one more time.

Before she can physically damage him though, Ryder grabs her and sits her down on the couch.

Ryder: Holly, stay with me.

Eve: No way.

Ryder: Please, just a couple minutes. I need to tell you something.

Eve is about to stand up again, but then thinks against it. He needs to tell 'Holly' something. This could be interesting. If it wasn't she could simply punch him, then drive back home.

Ryder: I think we should break up.

Eve sat up straighter. This was definitely interesting.

Eve: Why?

Ryder: I just don't think it's working out. I mean, I don't like you as much as I like her.

Eve: Her? Who's her?

Ryder: Eve

*Audience oohs*

Eve: What? You like Eve? You mean as a friend right?

Ryder: *scoffs* Yeah right. 'Like a friend'. If you really want to kiss 'your friend' and like it when 'your friend' hugs you, and touches your hair, and wears your clothes. Then yeah, I like her as 'my friend.'

Eve: Wait, since when?

Ryder: I don't know. I went over to her house and she said she would ask you to be my girlfriend again. When I drove away, it was just this weird feeling. Like I was driving away from an opportunity. A great, smart, beautiful oppurtunity.

Eve: *smirks* So glad I'm not Holly right now, or your ass would be so screwed.

Ryder: What?

Eve: Nothing I mean…nothing. You don't really feel that way do you?

Ryder: Feel what way?

Eve: About liking…Eve?

Ryder: Who's Eve?

Eve: Not your girlfriend.

Ryder: Who's my girlfriend?

Eve: Holly…?

Ryder: Who's Holly?

Eve: YOUR GIRLFRIEND

Ryder: Oh Holly! I need to tell you something. I think we should break up.

Eve rolls her eyes. The alcohol is clearly starting to kick into high gear.

Ryder: Wait…I forgot. Why did I want to break up with you again?

Eve: You don't want to break up with her.

Ryder: Wait, no I don't. Holly you're the best girlfriend ever. I love you. Say it back. Say you love me too! Say it!

Eve sighs in relief. All that talk before about him liking her were just a part of the alcohol.

Eve: Yeah…um that.

She awkwardly pats his shoulder. Ryder sighs contentedly. Eve is thinking up ways she would so kill him tomorrow.

Ryder: I just love Eve more.

Eve sits up straight again.

Eve: You don't mean that.

Ryder: Yes, I do. I love her so much. Don't tell Eve that though.

Eve: Maybe you just need to sleep on it.

Ryder: Maybe I do. Sleep with me Holly.

Eve: No way

Ryder: *laughs* Not that way. Just stay here with me until I fall asleep. I don't want to text Eve in the middle of the night that I love her.

Eve: Please stop saying that!

But he just sits there calmly, and lays his head on Eve' shoulder. She leans her head back on his, and thinks about all that just happened. It couldn't be true. He was just drunk, and couldn't understand what he was saying. After all, he thought Eve was Holly, so that obviously meant he was drunk. He didn't mean anything. He was just influenced. He didn't mean anything at all, Eve told herself that night. Soon, Ryder was snoring softly on her shoulder. She smiled and rubbed his hair like she always did, except this time, she didn't have to jump.

Eve: *whispers* He didn't know what he was talking about

She wanted to get up, and drive home, but at the same time, didn't want to wake up Ryder. Instead, she started to lean into him. Eve looked at the clock. It was almost 2:00, certainly too late to be driving. She grabbed her phone and sent a quick text to her parents, so they wouldn't worry. As if they did anyways. They hardly noticed when she was and wasn't home.

Hey Mom, party ended pretty late. I'm staying over at (friend # 1's) house. I'll be over tomorrow morning.

Her parents would freak if they knew she was sleeping over with a guy.