It's A Night For Drinking | Adele, Aiden, and Wes
Swallowing down the lump in his throat as he left his suite, telling himself he needed to man the fuck up and not let everything get him down, though right now he was freaked out about how little he felt like he'd seen Leon lately and pissed off about the argument. Carter had, however inadvertently, made him feel ashamed. Why should he be ashamed? Apparently he ignored girls, apparently he smiled at their compliments and 'turned to the nearest man,' and it just made him feel seriously uncomfortable to hear such opinions coming from her, since she had never said much but nice things, but it felt like all the truths were coming out tonight. Sighing, he slapped his own cheek, muttering, "Get the fuck over yourself," and went down the hall, finding Adele and immediately smiling faintly. He went over to her, looping his arm through hers and starting to lead her along. "C'mon..." He leaned in and brushed his lips over her cheek, bringing her along to Aiden's and opening the door, stepping in.