TOBY
Toby smiled and shrugged, "What can I say? I can't help but be great at things." He laughed, "And I guess you're right. Plus I missed you too, nerd." He finished his coffee and tossed it in the trash can from where he was standing, raising his arms and yelling "Score!"
Toby flinched a bit at the explosive comment, there had been so many strange coincidences, when would they end? "So, who so I need to beat up?" He said, only half joking. He'd never let anyone touch Brendon and get away with it. "Seriously though, let me take a look at it." He said, gently placing his hand on Brendon's cheek and looking at the cut. "Whoever hit you got you good." He muttered.