He was magically shirtless. I was magically drunk.

[What was he supposed to do at that point in time, Henry? There was no other option. Alex lifted a shoulder in a shrug.]

And Shaan's hot.

[Yeah okay, definitely not straight. Probably should've figured this out sooner. ...somehow this is totally Henry's fault. Well, Henry was the source of Alex's sexuality crisis, so yeah. Totally his fault. For also being hot. Like, insanely beautiful. And smart and funny and ugh. Fuck him entirely.

Wait. Henry asked a question.]

I think he was actively praying for the sweet release of death at the time.