Niki slapped his hand slightly against his mouth, his tongue teasing the pill from his palm. He swallowed it dry, the pill slipping down easily, and he knew that it wouldn't be too long before the effects could be felt.
His dark lashes fluttered in a blink of misunderstanding, before Drew's words settled into his mind.
"Oh. Well, we can go. To my place," he said. His flat was small, and grubby, but there was no one else there. He reached for Drew, taking hold of his hand, as if they were childhood friends, and tugged him closer. "We can go there," he said again.