"Shh," Scorpius grumbles, cutting him off. He doesn't want to hear this kind of thing when James is still obviously drunk. He doesn't really want to hear it sober either, but at least then he could tell if the other boy was being truthful or not.

Tucking close to James, Scorpius's breath evens out. He should get up. Go back to Al's room. But... Well...

Staying is easier.