It came to no surprise to anyone in all of New Sieg that Limbo was a flirtatious drunk. The young basketball captain of the top school in the country was often smooth and kind, in that way that one would possibly say that he is flirting, but enough to keep plausible deniability. A few beers in and that grey line would promptly disappear, though, and he became something akin to a cheap pick-up artist.

Some would also be correct in observe that, for the last six months or so, he was especially attentive to Teuta Bridges. Any time he was around her at a party, his attitude would do a complete turnaround. No matter how much he had to drink or how engaged he was in prior conversation, he would always seek her out, clumsily stumble over to her and spend the rest of the night by her side.

This night was no different. It was, after all, Homecoming night, and the party is supposed to rage on for long after the school gymnasium closed, and so he would get a lot farther gone than usual. He is, in fact, getting wasted.

Teuta did not think anything of his flirtations anymore, considering they were very usual, taken by the relatively short time she has met him, and especially so since they came only when he was drunk.

Honestly, it was more than just a bit embarrassing to have him flirt ceaselessly with her overnight, only to be coldly reminded that it was only because he was drunk and she was available in the morning, but it was alright.

This Homecoming party would be no different of any other, besides the fact that she had finally realized that she was in love with the goofy, drunk boy in front of her. She would not have attended, but Adam insisted for her and Luka to come, saying that he would not either should they refuse. She relented because it is a quintessential American thing to do, and she would not want her expatriate friend to miss out on the experience.

She might live to see herself regretting it.

It was three in the morning. They have long left the Academy and were now at the house of some basketball player she has no clue who it was. Adam and Luka were nowhere to be found, since Limbo keeps pulling her away from them.

"Oh shit." Limbo mumbled at one point after taking a shot of vodka with no chaser.

The willingness of a seventeen-year-old to tolerate such a terrible taste earned him a wild look from Teuta and the people around them. He, in turn, winced momentarily then flashed a hazy smile in her direction.

"Let's dance!" The brunet demanded.

"Dance?" She giggled as he reached for her wrist to bring her towards him, mumbling the words as a slow pop song played through the repurposed living room. "This isn't really a song to dance to with a friend."

"Shush, just c'mon!" He slurred as he grabbed her other wrist, making her nearly fall onto him as she tried to keep her own drink from spilling. "It'll be fun, I promise."

"Yeah?" Teuta said with raised eyebrows as she got a closer look at him, and the pungent smell of his clothes hit her nose, realizing he was a lot more drunk than she had previously thought. "I think you're already been having too much fun tonight, Limbo."

"I have been, and I'm having more fun now that you're here with me." He chuckled, snaking an arm around her waist as he swayed them both back and forth. "I think this song… This song is my song to you, Teuta."

If you fall, I will catch you, I will be waiting. Time after time.

Yeah, not the most platonic song he could be attributing to their relationship. She could feel herself growing frustrated with Limbo.

"Why do you say that?" Teuta retorted, her inner monologue not exactly translating on to her impaired speech.

"Because, y'know, I think about you a lot." He replied, his speech still slurred but too confident, just like the Limbo she knew and loved. "And when I think about you, I think that I love you."

"You think that you what?" The girl asked, her eyes wide as she peered up at him in disbelief even though his gaze was on the wall behind her.

"I think… I think that I'm in love with you, 'kay?" The basketball player laughed, finally looking down at her to see her conflicted expression. "What?"

"I… I don't know what to say to that, Limbo. I think you are way too drunk and not thinking straight." She explained, still not believing his words.

"That doesn't matter right now!" He exclaimed, feeling frustrated all on his own. Why would she not believe him? "I might not be thinking straight but that doesn't matter. Even though I'm drunk, I know that I want to say that."

Before Teuta could get a word of protest in, Limbo cupped her cheek, making her breath hitch. He started down at her for a moment with heavy-lidded eyes, waiting to gauge her reaction to his touch. She looked confused by his words but hopeful about them at the same time.

So, he took his chance.

If he did not do it now, he would never do it. Even if he might not remember it, he wanted to finally confess.

The kiss that followed told her everything she needed to know. Like he said, he may have been drunk, but he was damn sure when he said he was in love with her. The kiss was sweet and slow, but passionate enough to show her that he spoke the truth.

"Do you believe me now?" He slurred after pulling away, smiling down at her.

"I think so, but I won't fully believe you until you tell me sober." She teased, suddenly becoming very aware of the drunk teens around them, staring at the scene they were putting on. "But right now, I think it's time to get you home. People are watching us."

"But the party has just started!" He protested, shaking his head as she tried to pull him away from the crowd of people.

"It's one in the morning and I think you're drunker than anyone else here." The brunette replied matter-of-factly, getting him to finally quit his protests and follow her towards the door.

The whole night was a blur to Limbo, it felt like he was in fast-forward as she rode on a cab with him to his parents' penthouse and got him into his bed. He was complimenting her the whole time, telling her that she will make an amazing girlfriend to him when he is sober.

Teuta only giggled and shook her head at his remarks, convinced that he would not remember it at all in the morning.

"Here's some water and headache pills for when you wake up in the morning, Limbo. You're going to feel really bad." She laughed, patting his cheek as he laid down in his bed. "Sleep tight."

"Wait, before you leave." Limbo called, grabbing her wrist gently. "Can I get another kiss before you leave?"

"You can get that when you're sober." she said, smiling over at him before walking out of his bedroom. "Sweet dreams, Limbo."