Flint lounged on the couch, smiling as the last person to arrive appeared.
Flint wasn't really used to this kind of social reaction so felt butterflies in his stomach, living with these guys? He was very nervous but excited as well.
He was wearing torn jeans and a large t-shirt. It was comfortable and practical and so Flint liked it. "I don't mind whatever anyone else wants to do" Flint said reaching down for his glass of water and sipping it gently.