truly, savannah had no business at the frat party. theo had invited the brunette a week earlier—before their rather sizable argument. still, here she was, watching from across the room as a blonde girl ranted to theo about god knows what. feeling a light pressure graze along her palm, savie returned her attention to the college boy in front of her. what started as an innocent conversation soon turned into a distraction, and god, she needed a distraction. ‘cmon, babe. let’s find somewhere a little more private to continue this conversation.’ he said, pulling at the girls fingers as he began to lead her towards the steps. with a few drinks already in her and another girl attempting to claim the attention of her preferred suitor, savannah complied with the boys wishes and began following him upstairs.