"Who needs glasses?" says Johnny, keeping his tone light even though Seth totally did not make things any clearer. Anyway, fries or not, by now he's pretty properly drunk, so, what the hell, right?

He sits himself down on the other side of the bed, crossing his legs. "We can just drink from the bottle. I don't have mono."

That's fine, right? It's not flirtatious. Friends share bottles, he does it all the time. He's not even sure he WANTS to flirt with Seth. Seth isn't bad looking, but after the abortive proposition Johnny was pretty pleased to settle into casual friendship with the guy. Now, though, he's just not sure. Seth didn't actually decline the offer, as far as he can recall?

This is making it harder to relax. Johnny breathes out and holds out his hand for the bottle. "Thanks again," he says, "for putting me up."