<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/4NuEpH7.jpg?1)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>Name:</strong> Tyree "Tye" Barrington<br/><strong>Alias:</strong> Gold Ranger<br/><strong>Time/Date:</strong> 10/1 - Late Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Kara's Dorm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone, Open <strong>Mention:</strong></span><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br/>With six people deep in the car, it had been quite a tight squeeze, but they'd made it out of necessity if nothing else. Strength in numbers; literally, in this case, was what was keeping them safe. They couldn't even take separate cars to Kara's, which had been decided would be their living space for now. He was thankful he kept an air mattress in his bag for all those times he slept at the gym. After filing out of the car, they piled into the apartment and he dropped his bag at the door. <br/><br/>He patted his pocket to make sure his roller with all his pre-rolls was still there. A satisfying "tink" told him it was. The mention of alcohol made him perk up, and he nodded his head at Vivi. <strong>"S'true. Nuffin wrong with a li'tle bit of drink, yeah? Beam me up, Scotty."</strong> Bence's tone of voice when he responded with a demand for a sleeping spot instead of actually answering the question just reeked of salt and caused Tye's eyebrow to raise. Somebody was in a mood eh?<br/><br/> It was understandable, but being mad at the world for your problems didn't exactly scream leader material. But he still had hope for the guy. He had to have been chosen for a reason right? Even the last place horse could win the race, right? Maybe the weed had Santiago in a state of heightened empathy, but he jumped in to try and soothe Bence's misplaced rage, reminding him that shit was bad but they needed to make due. <strong>"He's right, bruv. Not like dey knew <em>all</em> of us gonna hafta stay wit dem tonight. Canna expect em' to jus have extra beds around for company." </strong><br/><br/><strong>I mean, shit. Tye's right. This day was shit. This situation's shit. This is some shit we're in. But tough shit, man. We got dealt this hand and we've gotta deal with it. You've already seen the alternative, Bence. Solo is not the way to be right now.</strong><br/><br/>After a few seconds, Niko snickered.<br/><br/> <strong>So glad you've got that air mattress though, Tye. These floors look...uninviting.</strong><br/><br/></span>