Hawks, being number 2 on the Billboard Chart, was invited to tons of parties and afterparties. He didn't go to most of them, but he did go to them every now and again.

This was one of those times where he accepted the invite and went to this afterparty, even if he had no clue what the party was for. He needed a break after all his hero work.

Hawks was currently sat at the bar taking a swig from a drink, finishing it off and reaching out for another glass that was sat on the counter.

Another hand came up to grab the glass as well, to which he gave a smile and looked at the person the hand was attached to.

"Sorry pretty, but I kinda need this tonight," Hawks said, being the unbothered and unphased man that he was, taking the glass away from the person. That persom being you.