"I suck at just...hanging out though," he replied with a bit of a slur, turning his head to look at her with a confused expression, blue eyes wide. Hanging out for Damon was drinking and chewing on a couple of sorority girls, not sitting in a hallway with his brother's girlfriend and getting all close. "So what do we do? Gossip about cute boys? Talk about how hot RPattz is?" Damon leaned into her as he spoke, pressing his cheek into her shoulder with an exasperated sigh. "Can I have my liquor back at least? Meanie..." He gave a little pout, reaching out lazily to try and grab the bottle.