Erica had been completely somewhere else mentally, staring across the space at where a couple of freshmen were trying to race each other up a tree. She didn't even notice Shelby until he actually spoke to her, and she inclined her head a bit to look at him. She shifted the vodka bottle, taking it into her hands, and unscrewing the cap.

"Thanks," she said simply, taking a swig from the bottle, before fixing him with a little smirk. "Cute freckles."