"On it. You're lucky, dickweed!" Axel snapped before he took off running after Hartley, literally running. He wasn't going to let this evening end just because this dude was a total dick and he didn't know what he had in a friend. "Hartley! Wait up."

Cisco took a breath and lowered his head, gritting his teeth harder than he needed. "I don't want a drink." Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck. Why did it have to be like this? What was there timing. He scrubbed his hands over his face to try and hide any tears burning in his eyes. "He never listens to me! He blames me as if I isolated him or something. I didn't, I never-- I never wanted this."