Out of nowhere the door bursts open. Chris.
With his constantly wet looking hair, lightly freckled skin, and boyish face, he looks like any Sydney street kid. But he is in-fact a twenty year old male from Melbourne. I have come to the conclusion that he is the master of disguise.

The mass of limbs that is Rohan isn’t here yet.
Mitto and I sit and think about the glory he would bring to this room. I think more on how much better he is at writing than me. We shall see him soon. Well as soon as Rob is ready…

A few hours later Rob is ready.
He tends to take a bit longer than the rest of us, but he’s still just as much fun. For some reason though, he enjoys wearing a towel instead of pants…

This is YouTube at it’s best.