Brady still couldn't believe they were in fucking Las Vegas. Even though a few days had already passed, even though they'd gone out the night before and in true Vegas fashion had gotten so god damn drunk that they couldn't remember a thing, even though he'd woken up in an uncomfortable position,head against the toilet and with an insane hangover that he couldn't get rid of, even though everything that happened all screamed crazy weekend behavior, he still was a bit in shock about the whole damn thing.
The wedding was part of it, yeah, as shit, Melli was getting married to an old dude, they'd literally all piled up in a car together and taken off on an impromptu road trip and all of that in and of itself was absolutely fucking nuts. Everything else though, shit, he was still having a hard time taking it all in. Brady, of course, had told himself he was going to enjoy this shit as much as possible. He'd hoped that he'd get to spend some time with his bro, too, they were in fucking Vegas after all, when else were they going to get this opportunity?
But he'd gone looking for him and he was already with his girlfriend and honestly what else had he expected? It was difficult, still, but he was getting a hell of a lot better about it. He was understanding now, at least somewhat, that Max wanted to spend time with the blonde girl. That he really liked her and his butthurt and jealousy was misplaced completely. Not that this realization made it all go away of course, it wasn't that easy, but it was getting better by the minute.
So he readily accepted the fact that he'd have to find his own entertainment. He wasn't going to be a douchebag and just bust in on those two, as not only did he not want to be a third wheel but it didn't even look like they were going to do anything fun at all. Again, this was fucking Vegas and while he was in the same mindset as most people that he wanted nothing to do with alcohol for the rest of college life--which of course meant just for the remainder of that weekend--he did know that he wanted to at least get out of the hotel room and so something.
It was easier now that he and Ruth were friends again though. Shit, he'd missed her while they hadn't been. Now though, after their time playing video games together, he didn't hesitate at all to seek her out that night, hands in his pocket and a small smile on her face as he entered the girl's suite. He spotted her pretty quickly, too, and he wore a wide grin as he approached her. Shit, she was so fucking pretty it was almost unfair and his heart skipped a beat as he thought of it. Just friends. Just friends. Just friends.
"Uh-- hey, sup?" he finally said, swallowing the stupid lump in his throat and raising his eyebrows. "What are you up to tonight? Wanna go out?"