Tucker hadn’t been around Brunswick very long and he hadn’t exactly had the chance to acquaint himself with the campus, but he knew that he could count on Willy to help him out there. He really hadn’t had anything to drink since coming to the school and it wasn’t something he was exactly enjoying. He felt the familiar urge to forget for a night, the lure of the alcohol and the promise of an amazing time, despite the inevitable hangover afterwards.
Grabbing his keys and his phone, he left his dorm room, not bothering to lock it behind him. It wasn’t as if there was anything worthwhile inside anyways. He whistled an unidentifiable tune as he headed outside and grinned around his shrill melody when he saw Will. “Hey, Willard, where’re we headed?” He threw his arms out as he got close rot his friend and pulled him in for a long overdue hug. After a few seconds, he pat his friends on the back and pulled away a bit, leaving his arm around Will’s shoulders.