It wasn't easy, coming up with an excuse as to why he couldn't keep his friend company tonight. Especially tonight. Thankfully, Bobby not only hadn't made a fuss about it, but he also encouraged him to take the night off, knowing it was well-deserved.
Lucas had made a quick stop at his house to get ready. He'd elected to leave his cane behind, but as he mounted the stairs, his knee pulsating a bit more with every floor he conquered, he was beginning to question that decision. Mercifully, it was only a four-story building, and the agonizing journey ended soon enough.
He looked to his left and right. Three apartments shared the floor.
"I'm here," he texted.
"Roof," she replied.
He climbed the stairs leading to the roof and pushed the door open.
"Whoa," he muttered, his eyes flared out
