"Uh... yeah, kinda," he says, resting his hands on Gabe's shoulders. Everything is foggy and hazy but Gabe feels solid, and that's something. He leans in, sort of curling up against him, what a friggin loser, but he thinks he needs this.

"I don't usually... not know," he says, shaking his head slightly. "Feel like I'm drugged or something." He looks down for a moment, then pulls back and levels a smirk at Gabe. "You look hot."