Wes has been working extra hard recently, doing whatever he could to distract himself from how he was feeling, he was exhausted, not to mention stressed. He decided to go to a bar after work, to unwind and try to forget what happened today to get him so stressed and tired. Wes was known for his touch exterior, not showing his emotions whilst at work, he never even spoke about his personal life in therapy with his partner, Travis. In other words, Wes was a very closed off person, never letting anyone see what was truly going on with him. Wes missed you with every fibre in his being, he wasn't ready to let you go in the slightest, he needed you, he craved you. Your touch, your embrace, your kisses, your smell, he yearned for you. He picked up his phone from the bar as he began dialling your number without even thinking, he just wanted to hear your voice, though he didn't want to worry you he's not the best drunk, he usually says a lot and can barely form a sentence. He sat there anticipating and waiting for you to answer, thinking of what to say to you, hoping he doesn't fuck what he wants to say up.