Emma returned Lennox's smile, watching as her friend took a seat next to Matt. She reached for her drink and took a sip, sitting back and listening to everyone else talk. Emma was surprised she'd been invited along, since Zacky didn't seem to like taking her places anymore, but she wasn't complaining. She just hoped that Zacky wouldn't get mad at her this time.
"Why are you so quiet, Emma?" The blobde jumped at the sound of Johnny's voice. She looked up from her drink to meet his gaze, shrugging her slender shoulders.
"Just listening to the conversation," she answered, smiling.
"Tons," Matt said. He tried not to sound as listless as he felt. The nightmares had kept him awake nearly all night and he was exhausted, not really feeling up to socializing. But his friends had insisted on having dinner and he couldn't say no. Matt reached for his beer, finishing what was left and setting the bottle aside. He'd have to ask the waiter for another one when he came back to take their orders. He leaned back, drapping his arm over Lennox's shoulders. Matt hoped no one wanted to do anything after, so he could go home and try to go to bed.