Julia smiled and nodded. "Yeah, Nathan. We grew up in Florida, Jacksonville to be exact. He still lives there, in fact." She patted her jeans and pulled out her mobile. "He's very... protective." She chuckled and flipped the phone open, expecting a text message to be waiting for her and grinned a bit when she was right. It wasn't from Nathan, though, but his best friend. Colin, or Chance as everybody called him, was almost like a second brother to Julia. Always around if she needed him, just like Nathan. The text read<em>hey you, need a rescue call?</em>She giggled and texted him a<em>no</em>.<br/><br/>"You'll meet him soon enough, and his best friend. I think they'll show up here before the month is up, convinced I need to be carried back home." She chuckled and started telling Sara about her life back home, tenderness seeping into her voice and eyes as she explained her family and friends to her roommate.<br/><br/>They talked and drank and when the second bottle of wine was down to the second half, they were dancing and giggling. Their guy troubles were blissfully forgotten and the atmosphere was the kind only happily drunk girls can conjure up.