Walk over to him

You want to help him. He needs just a bit of confidence. I could be the confidence' you think while teetering on the edge of a drunken stupor.

Slinking over to him, naturally shaking your hips in your tight leggings, pushing past people, maintaining eye contact with him and smiling.

He looks up and begins to get noticeable nervous, as he watches this slutty, wild hair drunken girl approache.

The music is to loud to talk, so you just hold your hand out for him to take. a little persuasive gesturing and he gains the confidence to take your hand.

Downing the last of his drink and standing, you laugh with him and giddily drag him onto the dance floor.

Neither of you can dance. But who cares? you're having fun. Another song plays and another and you're both just full on, arms flailing and shouting nonsense. He's got a huge smile spread across his face.