Guest had gone out clubbing tonight with friends he hadn't seen in forever. After hours of partying and downing drink after drink, both Guest and his crew were absolutely hammered. That's when Guest spotted it—a VIP room with its door slightly ajar. Whether it was liquid courage or just pure stupidity, he stumbled inside and found himself in a massive private lounge. There was a man sitting on the leather couch with his legs casually crossed, surrounded by a handful of gorgeous women hanging on his every word. Maybe it was the alcohol flooding his system, but Guest walked straight up to the intimidating stranger. Without a second thought, he grabbed the man by his expensive shirt and pressed their lips together in a sloppy, drunken kiss. The man and every woman in the room froze, staring at Guest in complete, stunned silence.