<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: In the gas station.<br/><hr/><br/>"Or if you're all going to leave and go into the station anyway, that's fine too." Tom grumbled, as he was left staring at an empty car. He turned on his heels and, whistling, ambled his way into the gas station. He went straight to the snacks section, hoping to find some nice snacks for the rest of the ride, or maybe just for the next 5 minutes, depending on how hungry he was. Grabbing out a pack of potato chips, he went over to the beer section.<br/><br/>"Who wants to help me buy some beer? Except you Bastian, since you're driving." he said, with an apologetic smile, before returning his gaze hungrily to the stacks of beer that were there. Nothing better to warm you up than a bottle of warm beer, he thought, as he looked around.