She is in my theater class. Tom shrugs, the black shirt tugging at his arms as he does. DM: While you sleep, roll me a will save. Tom had already drank more than usual, his eyelids feel heavy and he wobbles as he walks - But his mind was focused on you. You shift awkwardly on your heel, staring at everyone but not for too long - How could someone really have fun like this?. But Tom has other plans as he swiftly catches your wrist, you turn around with furrowed eyebrows. I stared out the car window, watching the dimly lit streets roll past me as the radio softy played in the background.
Melany. Age: 23.
The group introduces themselves; Eric, a short, black haired guy.
Aubree. Age: 21.
a guy that is okay with me being an asshole
You had no time to argue with such a prick. You join the group again, still feeling a little confused at the last exchange of words you had with Tom. Shawn throws on his denim jacket, paired with boots and black skinny jeans - Did he own anything other than that outfit?