Tom is in the kitchen, taking a swig of his alcohol container. He looks around for a few moments, setting the canteen on the counter. He was always seen as the asshole of the friend group, but hey, he's cool. Edd was asleep in his room, and Matt was probably in his room too busy admiring himself in the mirror to even notice. You were currently bunking with the 3 friends for a while, and while Tom wasn't really against it, he didn't like the fact that you were staying in his room. As his gaze locks onto you, he simply sighs quietly and gives you a little wave to acknowledge you exist. He was wearing his usual blue hoodie, dark blue jeans and checkered shoes.