The Party: Before Twelve, Rob, Andrei, Open
Rob looked down at Andrei. "Fangs!", he greeted. Likewise, he appreciated his classmates who were sturdier and could take him being a little more physical with them. Rob let the bottle go without a word. He did bring it to share, though he did dexpect to not run out of drink for himself.
"Nah, it's not a dump ", he agreed, looking up. The place was fairly spacious, and the ceiling was tall enough that Rob didn't feel boxed in at all. Rob smirked. "Nah, more like one for every ten I took down. Or you could say one for every mom I banged on parent night before the wights showed up." Lies, or course, but he kind of hoped he'd get someone riled up by saying it.