LUCIEN'S POINT OF VIEW.
I pull up to the front of her house a few minutes into the night. Grabbing my phone, I shoot her a text.
ME: Come outside.
Three dots appear instantly.
SUNSHINE: What do you mean?
I could imagine her scrunching up her little button nose in confusion as she typed away at her phone.
ME: We're going to the spot, remember?
SUNSHINE: I thought that was tomorrow.
It was, but like the selfish bastard I am, I wanted her to myself before the guys got there.
ME: That's for the guys; you and I should go there earlier. I have something to show you.
She doesn't reply, but her curtains shift as she raises two outfits for me to choose from. They both look horrible, so I shake my head negatively before walking to her door and ringing the bell.
The sound of her running do
