This weekend had been nothing short of hectic for Toby. One moment he was actually okay with this weird relationship between a guy he'd honestly looked up to at some point and his younger cousin, and the next minute he was being blind-sided with their elopement. Elopement. These two assholes actually planned to go off on their own and get married without telling a goddamn soul about it, and that was enough to send him back into that bout of anger he'd experienced before. Not as extreme, no-- prior to that chaotic birthday party, he hadn't trusted the guy, but after seeing the two of them together, it was easy to see that their feelings were genuine. However, he hadn't been aware of the extent to which this guy felt for his cousin, either, as that revelation alone would have sent his head spinning. An engagement would have sent him into another shock, but walking into a hotel lobby to find them planning a fucking marriage without telling any of them? Well that was--
That was downright hurtful. He didn't like to think of himself as an emotional sort of person, but at the end of the day he could be overly sensitive. After all, his protective instinct of his family wasn't for no reason at all; he adored every single one of them, even if he didn't show it in the best way. As such, despite being kind of a dick to Melli most of the time, he still cared a great deal about her. The fact that she'd run off to get married right underneath his nose? It just sucked. Not that he was a big fan of weddings, per se, but he'd always hoped he'd be there for a day as important as that. Much less the first wedding any of them experienced.
And then there was that whole bit where Melli was twenty-one and this guy-- Jackson-- was fucking thirty-seven. Unlike Nat, however, he wasn't worrying so much about the guy's age so much as hers. She was fucking young, alright? Too young for a damn marriage, yet here she was in Vegas of all places to elope. Two things that were very not Melli, so it was completely understandable that he'd be concerned. Concerned in his own Toby sort of way, of course, which entailed being irritable all weekend and glaring at Jackson whenever he got the chance. Did that guy have no decency? Running off with a twenty-one year old?
It would've helped if he'd been able to talk to Nat about the whole thing, but she still very much didn't want to have anything to do with him. Not that he blamed her, really; he hadn't told her and that was shitty, simply put. They'd always shared every single detail about their family with each other, yet he'd kept quiet because Melli requested it. Now he knew he shouldn't have; hell, maybe her action back then would've made the girl think twice before she ran off to Vegas. Fucking Vegas.
But as the hours progressed, he felt better. The moment he got a couple of drinks of alcohol in his system, the problem was temporarily solved, as he just couldn't find it in himself to be angry anymore. Of course he didn't remember that bit the next morning, but there were larger matters at hand than his cousin getting married then. After a hectic search for said cousin and finding her (sitting in the goddamn suite with no clue as to what happened, no less), he laid down for a long ass nap and didn't awake up until the sun was setting.
In which case he rolled over, brows furrowed, letting out a long sigh as he tried to figure out what the fuck he was supposed to do with the rest of the night. He wasn't tired anymore-- that nap was almost too satisfying-- and he sure as hell wasn't about to sit around here feeling pissy all evening. With an exasperated huff he rose, threw on some pants, and went to collect his brothers. Of course he texted Nat for good measure, too (he wanted to cover all of his bases), though he knew she wouldn't be joining them.
His brothers didn't even have to ask-- Toby knew by default that they'd want their girlfriends along, so he stopped by the girls' suite and waited for them. And maybe he was kinda, sorta looking out for Callie as he settled into the couch. Just a little, though, not a lot. Plus his bro Jack had somehow disappeared over the course of the past couple of hours, so he wanted someone around that wouldn't make him feel like a fifth wheel.