The search hits a road bump

The first thing he thought was to send her a text. A quick text asking if she was keen on meeting up tonight.

An hour later, and four more beers deep, there was still no reply. Maybe she didn’t have her phone on her? Or she was actually choosing to ignore him for some reason?

Those thoughts raced through his mind as he continued walking around the packed college yards.

He made it to the south wing hall, on top of the roof were students, dancing to their own music from a speaker on top. They looked absolutely smashed. Mark recognised the Australian exchange student, Macca, one of those on top of the roof. He was topless and had his famous sunglasses on that he always wore.

It wasn’t freezing but it certainly wasn’t warm to be running around topless. He danced and raved to the music.

There’s no way Tiffany is hanging out here, he thought to himself.

He decided to head back to another area when he heard his phone vibrate from his pocket.

Mark fiddled around trying to get his phone out as quickly as possible. Surely it had to be Tiffany, please be Tiffany. Pulling it out, his heart sank a little when he read the name was Cassidy.

It didn’t matter what name it was, it was alway going to be a let down unless it was Tiffany.

The text read: ‘You free? Come chill with me and my friends inside south wing’

How convenient he thought? Just while he was outside there.

There were two options, go inside and speak to Cassidy for a bit or bail completely, ignoring the girl that has put him into so much trouble.