No.

Luckily the RA was either asleep or on another floor so Val had no problem sneaking to the stairs and make her way out of the building. She walked back to where the 1968 Ford Mustang Shelby GT500KR was parked and she let out a sigh of relief it was still there and untouched. She loved cars too much to want anything happen to that muscle car, especially knowing how much sentimental importance it was to Kevin. Sliding into the driver seat, Val caressed the steering wheel before turning on the ignition. She grinned as the engine purred -- she reminded herself to fuck Kevin again to thank him for letting her drive his car.

As much as she wanted to rev the engine and speed across campus, it was too much of a risk to be stopped by the campus cops, so Val drove safe and slow to the Goathouse. The Gamma Kappa Tau frat house was not hard to miss as the party was still going on, spilling into the front lawn.

Val parked a couple blocks away, not wanting drunk frat boys puking, or worse yet, scratching the Shelby.

"Time to fuck," she whispered to herself with a mischievous grin after locking the car door.