Nick & Brendan
"Ah." Nick absorbed this information and realized what Brendan meant. He didn't have a history like Nick had a history. So people were willing to make friends with him. He fell quiet as they reached the table, contemplating with a frown while Brendan made his selection.
Nick shook out the bothersome thoughts of his predicament here at the school and gave a half smile to Brendan. He found a bottle of rum in the mix and lifted it clear. "Rum and coke for me. It was Sorin-- my... My favorite drink."
Nick shook his head and found a glass to pour the mixture into, adding more rum than coke to help him relax. He wanted to enjoy himself and for once not think about Sorin or how other people felt about him.
"Cheers?" Nick lifted the finished product to Brendan when the other boy was done with his. "To twister and always finding a soft landing - preferably not on me." He grinned more freely and even chuckled.