" I had never noticed Lucas before that night. It was as though he didn't exist, and then suddenly, he was everywhere.
I'd just bailed on the Halloween party still in full swig behind me. Weaving between the cars crammed into the parking lot behind my ex's frat house, I tapped out a text to my roommate. The night was beautiful and warm - a typical Southern-style Indian summer. From the wide-open windows of the house, music blared across the pavement, punctuated with occasional bursts of laughter, drunken challenges and calls for more shots.
As tonight's designated driver, it was my responsibility..."