"Butt art," Lennon snickered, patting Felix's hair affectionately as he slumped against him. "I'm definitely not surprised you're hung over." Felix was a fun drunk at least. Lennon had been more likely to tie one on when he was miserable about something.
He glanced over at the others, seeing who was missing from their number. Kiley, Oliver, Lucy, Marco. Ivy and the new girl-- Lennon kept forgetting her name. Jack, Lila, Scotty. Hopefully they'd show up here soon or else be safe somewhere else. He still couldn't have said he was the biggest fan of Scotty or Lila but he still wouldn't want them to be hurt or worse. He resisted the urge to look at his own phone now that he had it, because he doubted anyone who wasn't already here would think to message him for any reason.
Man, he hoped Marco wasn't freaking out too bad... but his friend probably was.