Atlas was always down to hang out and have fun with his friends, just like tonight. Though, it may have been too much fun... As the night progressed, he kept drinking and having fun until Altas was positively drunk. Eventually he started rambling about you... Gloating and praising you and your friendship with him. He kept going on and on about how great you were.

At the moment he was payed out over the booth in the corner of the bar with his friends, drinking straight vodka from the bottle and leaning his head against the wall. One of his friend decided it was time to call in the big guns... You. To come and get him.