<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sS5GEw7P6vE/TrTQiEbP-NI/AAAAAAAAA1M/ZM-3VxdEvnA/s1600/Alex+Pettyfer+00.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name: </strong>Thomas Medfield<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Train<br/><strong>Tag: </strong>Lizzy<br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>He was showing off? He hardly noticed that, but then again, he was oblivious to most things. "I don't waste money, I'm not that spoiled. I don't consider helping you a waste of money though. Okay.. we won't talk about this anymore. We'll just enjoy, I'll think of something by the end of the trip."<br/><br/>He accepted the glass. "I'll drink with you though, as much as you want Lizzy." He said as he took the whole glass and asked for another. He knew she was going to get very drunk soon, and he hoped he'd remain sober so he didn't end up taking advantage of her by the end of it. "You can tell me more if you want... let it all out, I won't do what I did before." He leaned close to her and kissed her on the cheek. "I love you." He said quietly, maybe two glass was already having an effect on him, he normally didn't say those three words so easily, not unless he meant it, today he didn't know what was up with him.