I will always be myself

Now this is something I like...

The punch was really, really good, and Cecil was a lot thirstier than he’d expected. Things didn’t really seem that awkward anymore, either— in fact, he felt perfectly at home. He walked— no, sauntered, he thought— over to the first person he saw and draped himself over their shoulder affectionately. 

The youth jumped at the contact, glancing to him in confusion. Garnet couldn’t help but laugh slightly as Cecil’s smiling features, although the contact was uncomfortable and strange.

Garnet nodded, turning to take his fore arms and help his stand. She was (unknowingly) slightly tipsy herself, but at this point is was nothing more than a swirling head ache. Garnet didn't recognize the signs of being intoxicated-- her mother and father weren't much for drinking nor partying to that point.

The punch was really, really good, and Cecil was a lot thirstier than he’d expected. Things didn’t really seem that awkward anymore, either— in fact, he felt perfectly at home. He walked— no, sauntered, he thought— over to the first person he saw and draped himself over their shoulder affectionately. 

The youth jumped at the contact, glancing to him in confusion. Garnet couldn't help but laugh slightly as Cecil's smiling features, although the contact was uncomfortable and strange.

SONG CHANGE

Krile?

The youth couldn't help but gulp at the mention that it was an "interesting name." Did he figure it was her alias? No, no need to assume. She straightened, nodding.

Really? *The girl tilts her head, curious.*