Lucian’s POV
It took us about an hour and a half to get to the Rogue River Camp, thanks to the stop at the gas station. Oscar grabbed enough snacks to feed an army for a day, ranging from drinks, to chips and dip, to dessert snacks, and he ended up at the hot food case. I won’t lie, I indulged in junk food throughout the ride, which made me feel like I was being transferred back to 16 when Oscar, Zane, and I would take shelter in the common room watching movies to avoid pissing anyone off.
“We’re here.” Oscar stated, taking me out of my nostalgia for the good old days. “Just keep going straight and in about a mile you will need to take a right.”
I followed all the directions he gave until we pulled up in front of a tattoo shop. The neon sign flashed dimly in the light of day, but you
