"I'm not being coy," Adrian said, wondering why Yelena cut herself off there. "Supper Club is for eating. Easy conversation there. The picnic..."
He looked around. There were a lot of pretty people around, which he'd appreciated at the picnic, but it would be rude to Yelena to go trying to pick someone up.
Well, unless he went to their place? Because he certainly couldn't take them back to 603!
"...I mostly talked to my mother and my aunts," he admitted sheepishly. "At least until they all wandered off to do their own things."
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He looked around. There were a lot of pretty people around, which he'd appreciated at the picnic, but it would be rude to Yelena to go trying to pick someone up.
Well, unless he went to their place? Because he certainly couldn't take them back to 603!
"...I mostly talked to my mother and my aunts," he admitted sheepishly. "At least until they all wandered off to do their own things."
His mother's thing had been named 'Bellamy.'