“What brings you around?” John asks him, continuing to zip up his jeans after being interrupted when Alex opened the door. “My guess is the free booze.” “Well I’ll be honest,” Alex smirks, that stupid trademark smirk that everyone, including John, melts over. He sits down on the couch across the room, puts his feet up on the table in front of him and says, “That’s a huge reason to come here. Considering my band has a night off and we don’t really have to be anywhere until noon tomorrow. But, there were other things that really convinced me to come by.”













