Everyone was immersed in conversation and generally having a good time, which was contagious as a smile was permanently fixated on Gordie’s lips. Though, it was concealed by his Bane mask, which made him look more like sour wallpaper if anything among so many cheery folk. He greeted the good folk around and they exchanged similar with him, getting a chuckle out of him at all the finger gun sound effects. He nodded his thanks to those who had compliments for the outfits and fist bumped Eren back. They all looked pretty good and had put a lot work into their own as well. He just hoped they would study as hard as the effort they put into their dress, himself included! So far this semester was feeling more like a vacation.<br/><br/><i>Sounds like we’re getting ready for a little dorm shindig. You all up for some beer pong?</i>What a question. Gordie laughed behind his mask and tried his Bane voice with a whole other quote.<b>“Is A dUcK’s AsS wAtErTiGhT?”</b>He asked back rhetorically. Hell yeah they were, which meant hell yeah he was down for some beer pong.<br/><br/>He nodded his appreciation and thanks to Irene when she passed him one of her beers.<b>“Hell yeah, some god damn protein.”</b>He complimented the choice of kebabs. Good, something to wash down the Jack Daniels and vodka! Yes, just keep mixing all the liquors in his stomach, not like that will cause anything bad to happen.<b>“Cheers, y’all.”</b>He toasted with whoever was available, lifting his mask to get the funnel of the bottle to his lips and enjoy the taste. Now this is what it was all about. He kept his mouth shut at Irene’s comment on underage drinkers. Shit, he had started underage too, drinking beers with the boys after a good hockey game, whether in the rink or street. That’s how it all got started.<br/><br/>As for where he found Irene, he shrugged his broad shoulders at Lily.<b>“Hogging all the plates in the gym. She was kind enough to share with my butt.”</b>He explained with a, hidden, grin at Irene from behind his mask. She was shorter than him but every inch of her was defined. He seen her squatting basically his weight. Get her to play some beer pong? She’d probably be cashing cotton balls in the cups with her strength.<br/><br/>Some went to grab dessert. No cake for him. Coach said he has to stay in shape. Just beer and protein. Well, the beer was cheating as well but as long as it was<i>light</i>beer it wouldn’t affect him too much. Others were arranging a dorm party, since it was crowded here. And it was probably cheaper, and time saving, to purchase and have their own liquor stash.<b>“Pong for me. Y’all coming?”</b>He asked the two he had come with, Irene and Cammi. Cammi was down for it. He just nodded his head suggestively to Irene, as if to peer pressuring the savage ex-marine to come along anyways.<i>As if he could pressure her to anything. But Gordie liked playing with fire, ironic given that he played on ice.</i><br/><br/><b>“One-Oh-Five right? Let’s head on over. I play Pong pretty often so maybe it would be fair if one of the newbies at it went on my team?”</b>He offered to the group. It would all be good and fun, and a quick way to get plastered. It wasn’t like the trip to his own dorm was a journey away.<br/><br/>Once he got to the dorm, 105, he took off his mask from his face and just rubbed his jaw a moment.<b>“Oh my god, I can breathe!”</b>He said dramatically. One of the mask straps tugged on his hair a moment and gave him a little pinch. So Bane was right in the movie. Taking the mask off…was painful in a way.<b>“Who’s first on the match ups for Pong? Should we have a tourney? I’m addicted to this guys. I might need a help group.”</b>He said, sipping on his drink as he sat on one of the chairs.<br/><br/><b>Location:</b>Quad: Food Tent -> Dorm 105.<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Everyone, Open.