Pavel arched a brow, confused. "FPS? I do not know that phrase." He was getting used to American slang but there were some that still went over his head.
When Adri mentioned making a friend he nodded, "Yes, my sisters friends were-" He glanced over seeing a picture of him and Corey in a selfie. While the picture looked very 'couple-ish'. "Fuck." Pavel reached for the phone. "Those are not..." She held the phone up and away from him, laughing a little. He tried to grab it, toppling her into the bed as he did. He semi pinned her to the bed. "Adri, give." He said with a small look of pleading.