<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://31.media.tumblr.com/ea04c6c40efafc06ae597e4d14a7b2c8/tumblr_mkip51c9fr1qltyj3o1_500.jpg)<br/></div>Name: Tom Bergkamp<br/>Age: 20<br/>Sex: Male (Straight)<br/>Status: Walking to the vehicle<br/><hr/><br/>Tom had gone out last night, even though they were leaving the next day. He had already gathered his gear, clothing, and everything else he had packed for the trip at another friend's place who was right next to the meeting spot. That way he wouldn't have to lug it all over the next morning, since he would most likely be hungover. That was pretty exceptional planning for Tom, so he went out as expected, with his guitar. He had ended up at one of the sorority houses, and stayed the night with a particularly attractive girl who was quite into his singing and playing. All in a typical day for Tom.<br/><br/>He woke up in time for the meeting, though, luckily. Giving the girl a kiss, he walked out with his guitar strapped onto his back, since she was still sleeping. He typed out a text about his trip as he left. He was quite looking forward to this trip. It sounded like quite a smashing bit of fun, even if he wasn't the best at snowboarding. Actually, he was probably the worst snowboarder of the group. Oh well, if anything he could always just sing and strum like a hobo around the place they were going to.<br/><br/>He walked near the car and heard what his roommate, Nils, had just said, and instantly responded. "Well, maybe if you came out with me more, Nils, you wouldn't need to go to Kat for help." he said, as he winked at Kat. He had gathered his gear and luggage from his friends place on his way to the vehicle, and dumped his stuff onto the growing pile next to the car. "Hell, this is going to be a long trip, isn't it?" he said, looking at all the luggage. "Awesome." he said simply, answering his own question.