[h3][color=silver]||Andreas||[/color][/h3]
[sub][@Oliver][@Midnight Howl][@Filthy Mudblood][/sub]

It was almost like Tae's face had dropped at the mention of beer, he caught the look and laughed, quietly but there was no malice in his voice, it was friendly - he knew, different strokes for different folks. [color=silver]"What's wrong?"[/color] He asked, teasing in jest, [color=silver]"Never had a drink?"[/color] His tone wasn't hushed enough to seem suspicious, but definitely out of earshot for just about anybody else in the class. His face had a quizzical look, [color=silver]"It's not like you have to."[/color] He was sincere, he understood the weight of peer pressure and anxiety. As far as he was concerned it was something that everybody went through in their own social circles, or so he'd read online. 

Andreas began to seem lost in his thoughts for a moment, his gaze pinned across the room as he tried to remember where he'd seen it, as well as a few other thoughts beginning to stampede around.

"Sure, I'm wicked at football" Roxy's voice brought him out of his own little world, he nodded in response, and smiled, she'd turned too quickly for him to reply and just as she did so Sarah also voiced how she'd be interested.

[color=silver]"We won't be playing the whole time."[/color] He assured her.
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