We definitely couldn’t miss which house was Theta Chi’s. Between the mass amounts of people gathered out front, several guys doing a keg stand in the driveway, the loud music visibly shaking the structure’s foundation, and the Greek letters over the door, we had a pretty good idea of where the frat party was. “Keep the car running. I’ll be in and out,” I mention to Heath as I go to open my car door. The door locks before I have a chance to pull on the handle. My eyes immediately shoot over to him. “Not this time, Liv. I’m coming with you,” he says before putting the car into reverse in order to parallel park across the street from the house. “Uh—” “Don’t make me use another one of the favors you owe me.” “Fine, but try to keep a low profile in there. We’re on a strict ‘get in and get out’ mission,” I explain, popping the lock up on the door after he comes to a complete stop. “Yes, ma’am,” he teases. We make quick work of the trek to the front door and duck inside the house with very few problems.
