December
The clock struck twelve, and the room was suddenly an orgy of kisses, hugs and laughter. Havoc was mobbed by happily drunk girls, each giggling about hugging such a handsome, rugged man.
Havoc knew that Roy had set this up, and promptly resolved to make the man's life hell that night. Morning. Whatever.
Then he and Roy were face to face, and if anyone noticed that their kiss was longer and deeper than anyone else's they'd just put it down to the two men being drunk.