Will gave it fifteen minutes after his last message to Addy to not get an answer before he said, "Hmm, I might be out late tonight," to Tuck, and got up to start getting dressed. By the time he was lacing up his shoes, she'd posted the photo of her drink, and he nodded and stood up.
"Thank you, Aderyn," he said, tapping a like on the image, and then slipped his wallet and phone into his pockets and headed out to find her. Hopefully she wouldn't be too drunk before he got to the hotel (which helpfully branded their disposable coasters for use in Insta posts.)
Fancy hotel, though. Just as well Will had worn his nice shoes and not his Converse. He paused at the bar to grab a drink and look around, hoping that Addy would still be here- and there she was.
"Rude of you to start without me," he said cheerfully as he slid into the booth opposite her and placed his cider down in front of him. "You got a head start. I was thinking maybe a jug of margs next, what say you?"