Big fancy events weren’t really something Vaughn was used to. Unlike most of his royal counterparts. He was just a boy from neverland. They didn’t really do formal balls and stuff like that. But that didn’t stop him from putting on a suit and attending. If anything he needed to get a few photos for the AU newspaper. For most of the night, he’d been taking snapshots, writing down names and chatting up a few people. If it didn’t involve his camera he pretty much kept to himself. Which was how he was able to keep an eye on his roommate. Aleena had been a little off since she came home in a mess of emotions a couple weeks ago. They’d just started to get back on normal talking terms. Not that he would have been any less concerned for her if they hadn’t.
He’d noticed that every time he spotted her she was near the bar. Now, drinking was a natural part of these kinds of events. Champagne was handed out by waiters and everyone seemed to have a glass in their hand. Aleena, on the other hand, was taking shots. Like it was some fancy frat party. Every time he saw her down another one he became increasingly concerned. He tried not to get involved at first. She was an adult, it would be in poor taste to try and police her. But he also knew that she was in a weird emotional state. Which made her powers act on their own accord.
It just seemed like a bad combination. Unable to keep himself from intervening he made his way over to her. “Hey,” he breathed out. Gently he pulled her aside so that the had a little more privacy. “Are, you okay? You’ve been hitting the bar a little hard,” he asked quietly. Part of him was terrified that she was going to get mad at him. But he couldn’t in good conscious just let her get trashed in front of so many people. “Do... you wanna.. maybe head out? I can take you home.” @aleenaandersen