Cam laughed as he leaned against Clint, his arm slung over the superhero's shoulders. every move he made felt sluggish and strange- like his body was not his own- and he could not seem to stay up long enough to walk on his own, let alone stop his giggling for more then 10 seconds at a time. Everything felt far more humorous as it should be, and it was difficult to think straight, probably due to the large amount of alcohol he'd consumed at the party.
In the mansion a party was being held, most likely by Tony, or at least Cam assumed that considering the large amount of expensive alcohol circling the area. Despite Cam's aversion to alcohol he'd let the others, mainly Clint, coerce him into a drink, then another, and another, and before Cam knew it he was far beyond the range of competent thinking.
So here he was, giggling up a storm as he leaned against Clint and they both stumbled down the hall.