Tas and Anna
Things were certainly a lot better for Stefan now than they'd been after the werewolf bite, and subsequent couple of weeks. He was back on his strict diet, after nearly killing a waitress and the stern talking to that arose from that interaction. And he'd shut himself in the house to detox. Actually, all things considered, he felt pretty good. He had a good job where he worked with friends, he had a nice girlfriend, and he lived with his best friend. And Anna. Who was sweet. Life was pretty good.
When said redhead came bouncing over with another friend, Stefan turned to give them his attention. He was drinking moonshine from a red solo cup, and it was probably pretty fumey. But hey, he actually felt the alcohol, so that was a good thing?
"Hi, Tas. It's nice to meet you." Stefan reached out to shake the other's hand. Stefan's handshake was firm and strong. He wondered if he was going to have to give Tas the older brother look where Anna was concerned. (Also, how was it she was always surrounded by guys? It's like the girl was obsessed.)