It was bad enough that Aidan had to speed up his own step just to keep up with Ethan's longer strides. He appreciated the gesture, though. Sometimes he hated being short.
"Yeah?" he rolled his eyes, "In that case I can't get too drunk, otherwise all your friends are gonna think I'm weird." He grinned up at Ethan as they turned the corner. "And we wouldn't want that now, huh?" Particularly if Aidan wanted to stay friends with Ethan at the end of the night.
He sped up his steps again as they kept walking, "You're not expecting me to dance, are you? Because I always believed it was more of a spectator sport. "