Ainsley sent his own smile to his friends, sketching a wave and seeing their fond smirks in return. Then he walked with Liam towards the exit, crossing past the dance floor as they did. "Not too far," he answered. It was just a few stops on the tube, but he'd never driven it before. None of his friends had enough money to own a car. "I'm over in Hammersmith, off of King. About ten minutes, maybe?"
He pushed open the door to the club and stepped out into the night. It wasn't all that late really, only about ten. He should have plenty of time at the flat before John and Marcus got back. He shivered a little in the cool air, but didn't mind it. Not when he was pleasantly distracted by thoughts of what was about to come.