Though normally shy and reserved, Ennis is not immune to the siren call of teen rebellion. Lately, he's been seeking these opportunities out more and more; those few unsupervised hours in New York had been amazing but being set loose in Paris for a long weekend was a dream come true. He's been knocking back drinks each evening and having the time of his life, whether out in a bar or up in his room, shitposting with Yancey back in their room.

He's lost count of the number of drinks he's had tonight, but what's important is that he's having a damn good time. Alcohol lowers his inhibitions and a room full of strangers he'll never see again means he's not so hyper-focused on what they'll think of him. Ennis has been dancing his little heart out and has somehow acquired no fewer than ten glow bracelets during their adventures in this club.

When Jaime pulls him along, Ennis lazily waves to the people they had been dancing alongside but eagerly follows after him like a little duckling. As they take their seats, Ennis can't stop grinning at his friend.

"I'm having the time of my life!!" he gushes, running his fingers through the front of his bangs to style them back into his quiff. "Do you want another drink?? We should get another drink!! Oh-- and water?? Rosy said."